Oh Magnolia,how do I love thee?
Let me count the ways.I love your soft pink petals,
And how delicately you curtsy.
I love that you are waiting on me in the early morning.The secrets that you keep,
And the pride with which you bloom.
I would if I could, climb into your graceful limbs and build a sanctuary.
If only you would stay a little longer.
1 comment:
Oh! I want one of those trees!! Gorgeous:-)
Thanks for the comment on my blog today. I'm so glad you looked up the thing about the sweet milk. I asked my grandma and she thought it meant whole milk, but she didn't know why they called it that. I heard it was a southern thing.
Have a great day!
Post a Comment