When God Made Flowers...

When God made flowers

did He smile to think of how they would be used?

Birth.

Death.

Marriage.

I love you.

I'm sorry.

Have a great day.

Glad you are you.

Glad you're my Mom.

Some of the sweetest flowers I've been given

were the first yellow "flowers" of spring

clutched in childish fists

and given with such joy and adoration.

"Mom! I have a surprise for you!"

And with delight I would bring out

the small lead crystal vase

just right for the stems that almost aren't there

and put my flowers in a place of honor.

Now the flowers are more sophisticated

and have deeper meaning

behind the giving.

A lifetime of mothering.

A lifetime of memories.

A lifetime of love.

Always your mother.

Always my son.

Thanks, Fred.