Show PETUNIAS by ANNE CAMPBELL T THE HE fragrance of pet petunias unias drifts on the morning air they th e y all summon me in memory T to 0 lovely gardens where grandmother grew in days gone by those sweet old fashioned blooms bloomi their presence brings re remembered springs and quiet homelike rooms the humming birds came every year to grandmothers bright flowers the brown bees zoomed in the perfumed enchantingly quaint bowers moss roses graced a hollowed log A locust tree hung flung high glamorous boughs against the house white clouds sailed in the sky anever I 1 never see petunias pet unias without a thought of home their spicy flowers recall the hours I 1 wandered happy gnome down paths I 1 would be glad to see ee bathed in the presents glow on happy feet id run to meet the friends I 1 used to knowl copyright service |