Carol Marander Fine Art

April and Spring

Eve's Birthday Poppy

Watercolor Painting
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Here is a favorite poem of mine that I read every spring.  Beautiful.

FORSYTHIA

You said, take a few dry

sticks, cut the ends slantwise

to let in water, stick them
 in the old silver cup on the

dresser in the spare room and

wait for the touch of Easter.

But a cold wave protected the

snow, and the sap's pulse beat

so low underground I felt no

answer in myself except silence.

You said, winter breaks out in

flowers for the faithful and

today when I opened the door

the dry sticks spoke in little

yellow stars and I thought

of you.

 

Happy Birthday, Mom.