Friday, February 06, 2009

Pansy Power



Thinking of spring and pansies. . .

Every time I see my pansies
Vivid in the golden sun,
You are with me in my garden,
And I am once again a child.

Vivid in the golden sun,
Their beauty brings me close to tears,
And I am once again a child
Learning to assume your grace.

Their beauty brings me close to tears
As I join hands with you in love,
Learning to assume your grace,
Dancing to your inner music.

As I join hands with you in love,
You are with me in my garden,
Dancing to your inner music
Every time I see my pansies.

Author Unknown

Pansies --- the favorite flower of my mother. Have you ever seen the little 'person' inside each pansy blossom? When the spring pansies arrive at the nursery soon, take a look inside and see for yourself.

Thanks to Paula at Elm Street for the photo opportunity. :)

13 comments:

  1. Good morning! I would love to have your friends come to my tea party! Everyone is invited!
    Have a wonderful weekend!

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  2. Your friend has some wonderful vignettes. I had never read this poem before and I like it very much. Yes, I've seen the sweet little faces in pansies. They remind me of little fairies.

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  3. Good morning~ What a lovely poem. I always fill my cottage garden with tons of pansies because I see them smiling at me when I work in the dirt. When I was young, my dad was the first one to show me that pansies have a face!

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  4. I love pansy's too. I have spring on my mind also. Luckly it is sunny today. Clarice

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  5. I absolutely love pansies!

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  6. You have a lovely blog...very sweet and it goes great with a cup of afternoon tea!!

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  7. I'm so glad you like my poncho!
    Thanks for chatting with me on my blog!
    I'm always so delighted when I see you have a new post. I can't wait to see what you're upto.

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  8. This is a beautiful poem. I love pansies too.

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  9. I have absolutely always loved pansies. Their simplicity is so gorgeous, and while appearing so dainty they are incredibly hardy flowers too!

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  10. Pansies are such beautiful flowers. Thank you for sharing the lovely quote. :)

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  11. Anonymous6:25 PM

    I'm an appreciative reader who has no time for blogging, but enjoys a visit to your lovely site from time to time. Thank you.

    Are you the author of the pansy poem? It is full of pathos--love, joy, and longing. It touches my heart and reminds me to treasure the moments with my daughter as we journey through life.

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  12. Dear Sweet LaDonna,

    Your post about pansies brought me to tears - both happy and sad. Mama loved pansies. She only planted her porch boxes, but sometimes we'd drive through a neighborhood several times just to see the pansies others had planted. I hope that she has her pansies in Heaven with her! Maybe your mother and mine have met and are kiscussing their gardens at this very moment. Wouldn't that be wonderful!

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  13. I love pansies! I have always said they have little "faces!"

    Katherine

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