A double Impatiens, am I
Very pleasing to the eye.
I hope that what you see
Makes this day go happily.

The beauties were dug from a package of Perennial seeds, after they bloomed
by digging out the root, dredging in hormone powder and potted.
Now I will transfer to a spot in the garden.

A golden glow.
A low refrain.
A moonless night,
with no rain.
Away we go
to see the Sunrise,
one day more.
Red this morning.
Not a good sign,
for a storm is coming.
A weather change,
of good or bad,
said with disdain.
These words, senseless,
without reason,
when thinking about
the Winter season.

There is nothing like this, I know
When you watch a grandchild grow.
The memories of raising one's own child
Was a great experience and so
Watching your grandchild become
Who you love like a nursery rhyme,
As you see them grow, over time.