Poetry and Planting

This is the copy of a post from Miss P's (private) blog...

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this is a poem i wrote:

what happens to your sunflower
as soon as it is dead.
here she comes
swooping down,
the sunflower fairy of course .
she waves her wand
woosh!!!
in a second it's gone.

she leaves behind
for you to find ,
a single wilted
petal.

I wrote this poem in the car after i bought some sun flower seeds. it came to mind what happens to a sunflower when it is dead.

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She asked that I put it here. I think it's lovely; but, quite rightly, I am very biased.


We went to the garden centre yesterday for some veggie seeds. A couple of packets of flower seeds crept in, some sunflowers, hence the poem, and also some daisy like flowers that Miss P chose. Anything daisy-like is just about my favourite flower.

We're going to have a good go at growing some veg this year. At the moment we're planning on courgettes, french beans, tomatoes, and probably some rocket will sneak in as well.

Oh, and a gratuitous picture of what's on my mantlepiece ( as seen on many other blogs) but bizarre light here today, so picture played about with...

Sarah x