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My Father was a Gardener

rhyming quatrains

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Comment from ElegantButler
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What's a weed? Those fine dandelions that are so wonderfully useful for wines and salads and teas? Silly people! Every plant has its usefulness. Even the ones we can't use are good for the bees. Great poem. Sounds like a father to be proud of.

 Comment Written 22-Sep-2014


reply by the author on 22-Sep-2014
    Thank you so much, ElegantButler :-) Brooke
Comment from Eric1
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Hi Brooke, I really love this wonderful heartfelt poem about your father and your childhood, the imagery and description are wonderful, the rhyming and flow exquisite, thank you for sharing this wonderful memory in a beautiful way.

 Comment Written 22-Sep-2014

Comment from Deniz22
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"but every memory I hold dear -- my father did the sowing." What a great tribute to your dear father who sounds very wise...as a child I always wondered why people seemed the hate dandelions...I'm I did my share of sowing them as I blew on the mature ones to see the little paratroopers take off. :) Dennis

 Comment Written 22-Sep-2014


reply by the author on 22-Sep-2014
    Dennis, thank you so much. I truly appreciate your warm comments and generous six stars :-) Brooke
Comment from Sasha
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What a lovely tribute to your father. He and I have a lot in common. However, I did enjoy weeding but left the dandelions were they were...they are NOT a weed.

 Comment Written 22-Sep-2014

Comment from Domino 2
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Your father sounds like my sorta guy, Brooke...EXCEPT he worked too hard when not at home. ;-)

Instead of repeating, 'dandelions', maybe 'wild flowers', with 'wild' being two syllables.

Lovely smooth and fun read, and a very cute tribute to Dad.

Best wishes, Ray xx


 Comment Written 22-Sep-2014


reply by the author on 22-Sep-2014
    Thanks so much, Ray - he was a worker for sure. Came home every night covered in dirt and calluses and blisters, then took a steaming hot bath and changed into a suit :-) He cleaned up really good. LOL I don't think he owned a pair of jeans or sweatpants. Brooke :-)
Comment from Dean Kuch
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I really enjoy how "in-tune" you are pertaining to all things family related, Brooke. That's a very special trait, and a gift in and of itself, I believe.

But, enough of what I believe, let's get right to your poem...

I felt it was a brilliant stroke of poetic genius the way in which you tied this one all up at the end. Even though your dear dad had a yard full of wild flowers and dandelions, he was still able to enjoy their beauty, and left them to their own devices. Instead of pruning roses, trimming tansies, or picking petunias, he just relaxed and appreciated God's garden supplied free of charge.

Beautifully done. :}


 Comment Written 22-Sep-2014


reply by the author on 22-Sep-2014
    Thank you so much, Dean - this was a man who could have been a poster child for the Steamfitters union and the AFL-CIO for his work ethic, but he knew when the hell it was his time off :-) Brooke
reply by Dean Kuch on 22-Sep-2014
    A man after my own heart. :}

    You're very welcome, Brooke.
Comment from poetbear
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Great visual. Loved every line.
It is lovely and sweet.
Reminds me of just how mauch I miss my father.
Reads and flows beautifully.
Makes sense.
Many will relate.

 Comment Written 22-Sep-2014


reply by the author on 22-Sep-2014
    Maddie, thank you so much :-) Brooke
Comment from Rubylou
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I always enjoy quatrains and this one has a message I can relate to.
"The best things in life are free." A view of a field or yard with flowers spreading in their own design is one of nature's little 'free' gifts.
Rubylou

 Comment Written 22-Sep-2014


reply by the author on 22-Sep-2014
    Rubylou, thank you so very much :-) Brooke
Comment from Nosha17
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Sounds like a smart way to do it and he deserved his rest, too after his long hours of work. I don't like manicured lawns, they have more spirit when they look like a meadow. I liked all your descriptions of the wild flowers, they deserve a chance in the whole scheme of things. Excellent rhyming and most enjoyable. Faye

 Comment Written 22-Sep-2014


reply by the author on 22-Sep-2014
    Thank you so much, Faye - my entire street looked like my yard - a street full of blue collar workers who had better things to do in their free time than to manicure lawns. And I'm convinced, too, a street full of people who enjoyed the free flowers :-) Brooke
Comment from Oatmeal
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adewpearl,

The flow was good. The theme was excellent! Your descriptive words were very good for explaining your ideas and your feelings. They were very understandable and comprehensible.

There was no SPAG, no typos, no room for improvement.

I look forward to seeing you again.

Love you,

Oatmeal

 Comment Written 22-Sep-2014


reply by the author on 22-Sep-2014
    Oatmeal, thank you so much :-) Brooke