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