My Mother's Plants | Stan Morrison - Dive into the Depths of Contemporary Voices

My Mother’s Plants | Stan Morrison

My mother’s plants flourished in our garden
The azaleas and fragrant jasmine blossomed
From their vulnerable transplanted state
They prospered and assumed permanence
With new roots and assured contours
Like my mother I’ve learned to nurture
And delight in the sight of new growth

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