Last Bouquet Of Summer?

Okay this might not be the last The stems are shorter now And the quality has surely past Though still go in a vase somehow. But the fragrance, oh the fragrance Of Sweet Peas are simply divine The colors pleasant to gaze upon I am so happy that they are mine. I always start these climbing plants Upon my window sill I hate to take them out to plant Why, I feel motherly about them still. I remember when I was a little girl My mother started them in the ground Wherever we would live I simply expected to have them around. So when I look upon this collection I feel like it will be a bummer Because it won't be very long before It will be the last bouquet of summer!