Years ago, in my mother's garden, were the chrysanthemums.
They were so beautiful and smelled so fragrant.
Mom knew what to do to make her garden so beautiful.
Placing the chrysanthemums alongside the fence was one way.
Mom grafted two different colors into one plant and needless to say it thrived.
Mom was always proficient in doing her gardening.
I love the chrysanthemums so very much for they were such fragrant flowers and beautiful to see.
As was the gladiolas which I had planted.
We both showed we had green thumbs as it were but Mom more so than I.
God receives the praise for the chrysanthemums as the other flowers one can name.
I praise the Lord for the opportunity of planting the bulbs and the flowers.
For everything is right in the sight of God and in His care does the flowers flourish.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2014)