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Grandmother’s Garden
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A gentlewoman leans upon
her wooden cane
as she reaches up to aid
the plants in curling round
their own support
that she has made
Red flowers scarlet
as once her lips
in former days
capture
her eyes that echo
her hair of cloudy gray
But strength
is still visible
in her gardener’s arms
as they embrace
her children’s children
like a jeweler gathering charms
There’s no need
to bring fresh flowers
when they come
for she desires blooming faces
of granddaughters
and grandsons!
Wendy/2012
The Christmas Cactus is from cuttings off of my Grandmother’s plant.
Blessings ~ Wendy
Wendy L. Macdonald 
I love it
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Thank you! 🙂
Blessings ~ Wendy
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A jeweller gathering charms – such a delightful phrase, a gem in the middle of the setting! Lovely thoughts…
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Thank you, Melody! These flowers always bring me lovely thoughts of my grandmothers…
Blessings ~ Wendy
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Thanks for the words which remind me of my Mother. And thanks for the photos; Mother’s cacti are not only finished but had a stroke. Here’s hoping the shoots root as I wouldn’t want to lose either the white or orange one. Mine has only 1 flower left for this season.
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Those colors sound lovely! Thank you for your kind words.
Blessings ~ Wendy
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This was totally beautiful, Wendy! Wow! I loved that gathering charms line too, and that all she wanted was blooming faces. God bless you and your family!!
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Thank you, Debbie! My Russian grandmother was very humble and lived simply even though grandpa provided well. She adored her family!
Blessings ~ Wendy
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How beautiful, Wendy -Lee!
What a beautiful cactus. hugs xx
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Thank you, Paulama! 😉 Did I spell your nickname right? xo
Blessings ~ Wendy
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Sure did! hugs xxx
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Beautiful flowers, and beautiful poem! I am thankful tonight for the closeness my children enjoy with all four of their grandparents!
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Your children are very blessed! My husband and I both come from families without faith, and so it has been a bit strained at times when we are with our families. But we have all made the best of it… Our children bring great joy to their grandparents, and they are the only grandchildren on either side.
Blessings dear Alison ~ Wendy
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Our little ones have already been God’s sweet instruments to show love to family members who don’t know our Lord (yet)…it is great to see their joyful, simple, bold faith! Until little A., our L. was the only grandchild on both sides as well. Now with A. and my niece, there are three grandchildren. I am very excited to see them all together this Christmas at my parents’ house!
Tonight, my parents are joining us to watch L. and his schoolmates in their Christmas concert. L. will be reading some verses from Luke 2! He had the idea a few nights ago to read through that chapter as a family, a few verses each day. Let that desire for the Word keep growing!!
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Oh my goodness–this poem is perfection, Wendy! And WOWZA, that’s a Christmas cactus! I wonder if there’s any hope mine will survive, let alone thrive! God bless you Big–love, Caddo
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Oh my goodness, this poem is perfection, Wendy! And WOWZA–that’s a Christmas cactus! Wonder if there’s any hope mine with survive, let alone thrive… God bless you Big–love, Caddo
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Thank you! My Christmas cactus loves morning sun and being allowed to go dry between waterings. It likes me forgetting about it… 😉
Blessings dear Caddo ~ Wendy
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Beautiful flowers!!
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Thank you! Both my grandmothers loved flower gardening.
Blessings ~ Wendy
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Beautiful words, and I love the cactus flowers!
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Thank you, Calee! They cheer up gray days!
Blessings ~ Wendy
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