Flowers For Mom
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Juan Olivarez
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Long ago, walking from school,
Along a country road.
I saw Lantana growing by a pool,
Their orange faces fairly glowed.
I picked a bunch, and off I went,
Happy as could be.
And joyfully my throat gave vent,
To a childhood melody.
Mom waited for me, and when she knew,
What I had in my hand,
Her eyes twinkled, and her smile grew,
It felt oh, so grand.
She put the Lantana, in a little vase,
Pleased as she could be.
Then bent down, and kissed my face,
Oh, sweet memory.
11/26/10 Alton Texas
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