Dragonfly Treasure: I Can't Help It....
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Thursday, April 15, 2010

I Can't Help It....

It's Friday so that means it's Tootsie Time!
I'm linking in for Fertilizer Friday

I love Lilacs!!

Their scent carries all worries and cares away
and brings back childhood memories.

Mom would pick a bouquet
and place it upon the kitchen table.

Each time you entered the fragrance embraced you.

I love this poem....

The Lilacs Mother Planted

I listened by the doorstep as the evening shadows
While from the distance floated the faint tinklings
of a bell,
The night hawk circled overhead then dropped
straight down below,
The same as when I first lived there, in childhood,
long ago.
The trees have grown much taller in the yard
where once I played,
And now looked so majestic in their summer robes
And near the walk the lilacs flung their fragrance
to the air
The lilacs that my darling mother planted for us
Ah, yes, what tender memories are forced on us
Who leave our home in boyhood days and then
return grown men;
To seek again the playgrounds which in youth
we loved so well,
The shade beneath the apple tree, the old pump
at the well,
The woodpile, and the cellar door, the dear old
blacksmith shop,
The granary that held the corn with martin box
on top.
But dearer than the playgrounds was the perfume
in the air,
From those dear lilac bushes that my mother
planted there.
Oh, sweet and fragrant lilac, the one she loved so
Thy fragrance brings to memory sad thoughts I
cannot tell;
Sweet lullabies of childhood sung at the evening
By mother clasping closely the one she loved the
A voice that gently whispered sweet words of
love to me,
A face so kind and gentle, a heart with love so free;
Still yet my heart throbs feel them, still yet I see
them there,
When lilacs that she planted with fragrance fill
the air.

__Ed Blair.

My lilacs are blooming proudly

Once when we were stationed in Miami

I received a package from Fed Ex

it had been overnighted

when I opened it

I couldn't believe my eyes

or nose

Mom had picked the most gorgeous bouquet

of Lilacs from her garden

and sent them to me

I couldn't stop crying

she had touched my heart once again

the scent

the color

I'll never ever forget....


  1. Love the poem and the story. Both are so sweet! I love lilacs and it tore me up because we had to remove ours right by the back door last year. It was getting into the septic. No wonder it was so green!

  2. An awesome heart-hugging entry. Lilacs Are Sooo Lovely, just as the memorable poem reads. What a wonderful surprise your sweet Mother sent you. She just knew you would love them, as you still do today. Now, your lilacs are as beautiful as ever.
    You are Blessed

  3. They are gorgeous!!

    Thanks for stopping by!

  4. I love lilacs and flowers, but they don't like me since I have developed allergies. I didn't use to have them, but I do now. They are so pretty anyway, I just can't bring them into the house. I like the pictures you have been posting even though I have not left a comment. I had to share my computer and I can't stay up as late because I have to go to work the next day. We are suppose to get a break from our 80 degree weather for a week. Take care. Your Missouri Friend.

  5. Heisann!

    Are all these lovely lilac yours? The garden must be a wonderland just now...
    The "red-blueones" are really beautiful!

  6. Oh, Deb - what a sweet, sweet post! And the gift your Mother sent you brought tears to my eyes.

    My Grandfather grew a hedge of lilacs to screen off the alley from their backyard. Like you, both the blooms and the memories are forever sweet.

    Wishing you a beauty-filled day!

  7. I too love lilacs. I don't have any yet in my garden (only here 3 years). But I do believe that this is the year! My friend has a garden full of little babies coming up; so I'm hoping I have the sunshine in the spots where I want to put them. Yours are beautiful.

  8. Such beautiful lilacs! Your poem and story touched my heart.

    Lilacs are my favorite, and I used to go over my father's house and pick some in his yard to bring home. My father finally gave me two lilac bushes he harvested from his yard a couple of years ago, so that I could enjoy them at home. He passed away last December. It's especially pleasant to see them budding this year.


  9. I love your post. If I were to remember just one flower from my childhood, it would be lilacs. At the time I would not have noticed them were it not for the wonderful scent. But when that scent gets to you....so beautiful and a great post.

  10. Your mother is so sweet. The lilacs are stunning. Isn't it just wonderful how flowers smell? I love it.

  11. Love the lilacs, Deb! I am so jealous of your beautiful lilacs!

    I tried to grow some lilac in a container, didn't work very well, they love to spread their roots out.

    Your mother is such a treasure, what a lovely thing to do!


  12. These are one of my favorite flowers and I miss them in ARIZONA...too hot for them to grow. They always remind me of Memorial Day...my mother used them in her arrangments she placed on relatives graves on that day. A heavenly scent you can never forget.

  13. Hi!
    Lilacs, one of my favorites. My grandparents had them at their place. Every time I smell them it brings back childhood memories. Thanks for stopping at my place. Have a great day!

    Sherrie's Stuff

  14. Your story made me cry - thanks for sharing it and the wonderful pictures - our lilacs bloom about Memorial Day so we always decorate graves with them of our loved ones. Thanks again! Paula in Idaho

  15. They are absolutely gorgeous!!! I am not able to grow lilacs here unfortunately. I can just imagine the scent as I was looking at your photos!

  16. I love the lilacs....the story was so sweet too...
    as I was looking at the photos, I was imagining the scent...oh so pretty...and I am excited to see mine this spring all in bloom!


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