THE CROCUS
THE CROCUS
Old April showers
Made me stay
Inside the window
Half the day.
But I forgave them
When I found
A crocus peeping
From the ground.
(Pen and ink sketches were drawn and the poem was written by my
grandfather (Papa Lee), 1935)
posted by Ginnie at 6:09 PM
6 Comments:
What a treasure! I guess you're seeing them now? We have to get rid of our snow first. They showed up very early in April last year, but they;re still snowbound this year.
That IS a treasure!! How nice that you have them.
I love both of the images! The poem is timeless, I think. I celebrate the way in which you keep your ancestors alive.
Ginnie, Crayons said it all. " I celebrate the way in which you keep your ancestors alive."
There's nothing that I can add that hasn't already been said. A true treasure!
A treasure, indeed! Your connection to your ancestors is a wonderful thing. I don't know a lot about my family, they were never very tight, and it saddens me.
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