Haiku #38

I look back at what

was and think of the "could haves"

as I move forward.

Haiku #37

I may not post much,

but you are always with me

and we talk daily.

Haiku #36

The first warm Spring day.

Doors opened, airing the house.

Irene loved the smell!

Haiku #35

Crocus are blooming.

Daffodils are in full bud.

Irene's favorite time.

Haiku #34

Wild flowers blooming.

Cadbury eggs are on sale.

Spring two is now near.

A Surprise

Several people sent Irene plants and flowers when she was home on hospice.  There was one mum and several bulbs, tulips and daffodils.  I planted the mum and bulbs in the two terraces Irene built beneath the fig tree after she died.  It was the Irene Memorial Flower Bed.

Nothing happened the spring of 2011, and I figured I had planted them too late and everything had died.

I can see the fig tree from the kitchen sink window, and one day last week I noticed green where there was none before.  I went out and took a look, and to my surprise the bulbs had poked new leaves up through the ground!  I will have to watch to see if the mum made it too!

Haiku #33

Sunday we sang, "He

will raise you up on eagle's

wings", and I saw you.