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  • Ode to a Gerbera Daisy

    May
    3
    2007

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    To my dear cheerful flower,
    You make me smile.

    You bring color to my world on a cloudy day.

    Your broad green foliage protects your young buds,

    Reminding me of a mother protecting her newborn.

    You’re a finicky flower, you know.

    Your need for hydration borderlines on obsessive.

    You call out to me several times a day,
    Starving for affection, attention,
    And more water.

    You make me crazy sometimes, Dear Gerbera,
    The slightest droop and I fear for your life.

    My hose is always at the ready,
    To shower you with H20.

    I know you appreciate me, too,
    Within minutes you’re standing tall and smiling at me again.

    Thank you, Dear Gerbera,
    For brightening my garden,
    And for your beautiful, bold color.

    If you weren’t so daggone pretty,
    I’d rip you right out by the roots.

    ~the end.

    I know it doesn’t rhyme or anything – is it supposed to? Oh well. My Ode to a Gerbera Daisy is dedicated to everyone who wants to have them, but might not understand why you can’t get them to stay alive for long. I’ve learned, by killing a few of my own. You all think I have such a green thumb – I should show you the brown stuff I’m successfully managing to kill off in my yard. It’s so depressing – which explains why I don’t mention it. Just green stuff that’s pretty, and growing, and alive! That’s all you really want to see anyway, right?

    Show of comments – who wants to be reassured that I have only a tinge of green on my thumbnail? I’m not afraid to show you the stuff I can’t grow, try as I might – I do have some pretty pitiful looking plants. Then you can laugh and laugh and know that I am totally normal.

    {11 Comments}

    1
    Tommi said,

    I thought that was absolutly beautiful!! I think you should read it to your plants (not the part about pulling them out by the roots though). Plants like to be talked to.
    And YES I would LOVE to see the “brown” part of your thumb. All your plants look so alive and vibrant. It’s hard to imagine any could not look that way!!!
    Have a great day!!
    xxoo

    5.3.2007 @ 10:48 am
    2
    taba said,

    that was great!!! i am one of the ones who are afraid of gerberas! maybe i could venture to get just 1 and see if i can be a good high maintainence gerbera mom. :rofl:

    5.3.2007 @ 11:07 am
    3
    Nancy said,

    They are so pretty even if they are finicky!

    5.3.2007 @ 11:25 am
    4
    Mom said,

    Beautiful Ode! I’m sure your daisies would love to hear it!
    I’d like to see the “brown” part of your thumb too!

    5.3.2007 @ 12:06 pm
    5
    YellowRose said,

    You are a poet too??? A woman of many talents! I love Gerberas as you know and they are hard to keep alive, congrats to you my friend who have learned the secret! :good:

    BTW: I love the new look….it’s very nice, as always!! :good:

    5.3.2007 @ 3:27 pm
    6
    Elle said,

    My thumb is too green. Everything runs riot in my garden. I find baby trees growing in flower borders and all sorts. Then I feel awful that I have to cut them back. However, as my garden is the size of a pstage stamp I don’t have much choice really 😐

    5.3.2007 @ 3:42 pm
    7
    Angel said,

    Love the poem 🙂

    I adore Gerbera daisies–I have a smidgen of green leaves in one pot, so I hope they grace me with flowers again. I need to ask my MIL what her secret is, hers are always so pretty. Or maybe she just buys new ones, I don’t know LOL.

    5.3.2007 @ 11:36 pm
    8
    Tink said,

    Beautiful, both the poem and the pics! I love gerbera daisies and for me a poem doesn’t have to rhyme. :yes:

    5.4.2007 @ 4:21 am
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    clara said,

    Hey, whatever happened to that big, giant daisy anyway? You know the one I’m talking about! Hugs, clara

    5.4.2007 @ 5:53 pm
    10

    For me, my poems have to rhyme or have a set pattern. For some reason the logical side of my brain refuses to leave the right side of my brain alone when it’s trying to be creative. :giggle: Your poem was very nice though. Not all poetry has to have a rhyme or a set pattern. That’s the beauty of poetry. You almost always seem to find the unexpected in poetry. You find words used in ways they might not ordinarily be used. I have a black thumb myself. Ta for now dahling!

    5.4.2007 @ 6:08 pm
    11
    Just Me said,

    What a great poem, I came across your blog when I entered poetry about a Gerbera daisy, a friend of mine loves them and is having a birthday soon so I wanted to share a great poem with her…..your photos are amazing! I wish I were so good, I just play but it’s fun! Thanks for sharing your talents with the world! P.S. I’m pretty positive that I’ve got you beat in the brown thumb category though :rolleyes:

    6.25.2008 @ 10:10 pm

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