Roses in the Garden

My "live-in gardener" and I have an addiction to

adding roses in the garden.

We particularly go for "old, heirloom" varieties.

There are three climbing roses on the trellis below.

They bloom at different times.

 Then in front of the house there are about 25 roses.

 Bouquets in the house this time of year always include roses.

 The heat we are having right now,

today is expected to reach 106 degrees,

does not make for happy roses.

But they are hanging in there

and for that I am happy.

I was looking for a poem about roses,

but instead found the following.

Enjoy!  Have a happy day!

A Child in a Garden

Once I had just half an hour

To frolic by myself;

Presto! By a lilac bush

I changed into an elf.

I whispered to a ladybird,

"I really am a child!"

But the disbelieving thing

Shrugged its wings and smiled.

A dusty bumblebee and I

Robbed the honey crocks

Of the Canterbury bells

And the hollyhocks.

And beneath a pansy plant--

A place no grown-up knows--

I pirouetted with an ant

On my elfin toes.

Then down the spice-pink-bordered path

Mother came for me;

The elf became a little girl

Ready for her tea.

~by Ethel Romig Fuller, Kitchen Sonnets