Ginny Keim, one of our longtime Board members, maintains a cherished garden at her home and is also something of a poet. Here is a poem of Ginny’s that has particular resonance for garden lovers as we await the spring.
Do the zinnias know their bright blossoms
Continue to lift in a crushing world?
Do they say their own silent “thank you” for the last frost
(Not knowing what it portends)?
Do they know the joy they bring to our garden and table?
Do the dahlias know their late summer blooms sing for the bees?
Do they know our promise to dig them up,
To keep them safe for next Spring’s planting
Keeps our hearts safe—planning for
Another bright Spring?
The humanity of flowers lifts me up—
In this world—so stark, so inhuman.
Do the flowers know they are symbols of hope
For next year’s garden beauty,
For next year’s quiet beauty?
A haven for the swallowtails and monarchs, and bees
And for my hopeful heart.
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