In Search of Our Mother’s Gardens – Christine E. Ray

dear motheryou hid your heartbehind stone wallsand locked gatesa secret gardenyou never invited meinto for teaglimpses of daisiesblack-eyes Susanslily of the valleystolen throughcast iron postswhile standing ontippy-toe dear grandmotheryou gave your lovemore easilymy constant gardenertending to hearthto homeyour summer arms filledwith purple and white lilacslarge blooms of hydrangeathe air around youfragrant with wisteria I have … Continue reading In Search of Our Mother’s Gardens – Christine E. Ray