Skittles at Heads or Tails posts this prompt: Share a Springtime memory.
Skittles also notes that she's going on a short vacation (Have Fun!) and Misty will be holding down the fort this week. Thanks, Misty!
Lilacs and Love
scent of lilacs
zephyr borne
calls me home
near the back step
the fragile bush
blossoms sweet
fragrant as spring
fresh and warm
as parents’ love
♥~~~♥~~~♥
Altered digital photo.
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Monday, March 09, 2009
Springtime Memory for Heads or Tails
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Parents love is indeed warm.
You make it a wonderful time - as it is.
Mmmmmmmmmmm, how I love lilacs. And don't have any down here, it's too hot year 'round. But we had a huge lilac hedge in Colorado and ohhhhh, the fragrance! You can't beat it.
Loved you HoT entry. Mine is posted, and Easter memory of 1954. Come on over for a visit if you can find time today, I'd love your company.
Beautiful, I can almost smell them :)
Really warm poem. Makes me long for my two lilac bushes, still covered over in snow, but with lovely big buds on them.
I love the memory in poem format and the image is lovely. Very creative!
Tabbikat's Thoughts
I can almost smell them.
What a beautiful choice of words. Lovely picture. What is the flower?
Beautiful! Bravo! :D I adore the scent of lilacs. I was so thrilled when I found out the bush right outside my bedroom window's a lilac bush. The scent reminds me of summer, though. Someday I'll explain that.
What a nice poem for this gloomy day here! Lovely as the picture-
I love lilacs. Great photo, the frame emphasizes it beautifully.
Loved that last line.
nice pic and poem. thanks for visiting my HOT!
I had never experienced lilacs until I moved way up North. I have fallen in love with them, but I don't have the warm association you do with home. You've expressed it so beautifully here.
I share your great love of lilacs too. These are so lovely; I can smell the purple flowers already. Thanks for that on this barely above zero day.
I love them too. Lovely write, Sue.
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