So why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they neither toil now spin; and yet I say to you that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. ~Matthew 6:28-29
Four o' Clocks grace my mother's garden
Blooms to herald afternoon's entrance
Holding fast to evening's pathway
Closing only at the dawn of day
Bowing out to allow Day Lilies
To take their watch upon the towers
Assuring all that beauty never fades
Instead, the flowers lift their silken petals
Sustaining us in day, and into night
Amen
Lovely touching poem. Thanx Martha.
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I'm so gratified that you liked the poem, Victor, and that the scripture verse is one of your favorites. I've always loved it, too, as it reminds me to worry about nothing, but trust in the Lord.
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Looks to me like you got our green thumb honestly. Good tribute to your mom.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Bill, but I can't take credit for any green thumb. These babies grow wild and free, without any pruning by human hands. Glad you enjoyed the poem!
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Oh, I’ve never heard of or seen Four o’clocks, Martha, how utterly fascinating they are! Must be a northern hemisphere plant.
ReplyDeleteWonderful indeed and such a thought provoking poem, and yes! looking around our Father’s creation draws our eyes hearts in worship to Him … thank you so much for your uplifting comment on my post you made my day.
Thanks for Sharing, God bless and keep you safe, and all those you love,
Prayer hugs Shaz in Oz.x
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Yes, Shaz, I think these flowers are native to the Northern Hemisphere, though I should look that up to be sure. I've always loved them as they also grew at my grandmother's home. These flowers were planted from some of the seeds that came from her flowers, so there's lots of history and sentiment there.
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Amen to that. We have wild flowers in our garden, some are very delicate, I am amazed every day. Thank you for the poem and be comforted in this time of mourning and memories.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your kind and caring words, Marja, and I'm so glad you enjoyed the poem. Flowers are just the best!
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I'd never heard of Four o'clocks before, Martha. And now, it's likely I'll never forget. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad this poem will help you remember these lovely blooms, Myra. Thanks for your kind words.
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I am unfamiliar with this flower. I know morning glories only bloom in the morning, however; these are very pretty. Such a sweet poem too. Hugs and blessings.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad I could introduce my readers to this lovely flower, Nells, as I didn't realize these were new to so many. Glad you enjoyed the poem, too!
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I love 4 o'clocks! Maybe they are a southern flower! They tend to grow wild in some areas. I don't currently have any, but I've seen them along some roadways. Love your poem, and I love that these are a special reminder of your mother. (((hugs)))
ReplyDeleteActually, Pamela, these flowers were grown from seeds in my grandmother's garden, and she lived in Massachusetts! It seems they flourish in many parts of the country.
DeleteGlad you enjoyed the poem, my friend.
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There's comfort in consistency isn't there my friend. Thank you for reminding us of God's faithfulness.
ReplyDeleteIndeed, J. D., there is comfort in consistency, and I'm grateful for that, especially in these times.
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Dearest Martha Jane,
ReplyDeleteMeaningful verse and also lovely poem.
We too are holding fast to life's memories... just like those flowers do to evening's pathway.
Big hugs,
Mariette
Holding fast to life's memories . . . oh, so true for all of us, Mariette! I'm glad you enjoyed the poem.
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I always love your poetry, Martha. Just lovely.
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Martha, this is so lovely! And I didn't know about this flower called, "Four O'Clocks." Although I've probably seen them before and just didn't know the name.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Karen. I'm glad I could "introduce" you to these sweet and beautiful flowers.
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Once again, how I love your poetry!
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You are too sweet, Loralu. Thank you!
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My mother had four o'clocks too. I tried and tried to grow them and had no luck. But mom had them in several places both int he front and backyard. I see them and remember how she loved them. Thank you ofr sharing.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad this post brought back dear memories for you! I am going to try to get some seeds from this plant so I can attempt to grow it at our house. Wish me luck!
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What a beautiful poem to treasure both your mother's memory, and the beauty of these lovely blooms! Perfectly paired with the verse you shared! May the Lord bless and comfort your heart through these special blessings from Him :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Marilyn, for your kind and caring words here. They mean so much!
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Very good
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