Spring with MotherA Poem by MsJewel~ memories ~
photograph by John Honeyman
~~~ I remember when the March breeze still held a winter chill but the sky was a cloudless blue and the sun warmed the graceful white petals of the calla lilies in mother’s garden The garden swing creaked as she leaned over to button my pink sweater “You don’t want to catch a cold little one” I held her hand in mine She smiled… we loved the calla lilies ~~~ © 2014 MsJewelFeatured Review
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