Legacy of Planting Peonies in Autumn

Grandmothers and Peonies seem to belong where 

Love is shared with Petals soft and fragrant... 

Nostalgia at weddings where a Kiss seals the 

promises made to Love and Obey with 

breathless moments as we pray for Harmony... 

Planted in Earth in fallen golden leaves that 

become an Omen for Trust and tender 

Bouquets in the Spring when Babies sleep 

and are nourished by a Mother until the 

Moment of Arrival and a Cry of Survival... 

Hope is born and the sound of a Band of Angels 

is heard among the Peonies in Grandmothers'  

Spring Gardens... in hues of yellow, red, coral, 

pink, purple and white as they turn to the Light... 

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Grandmothers know how to nurture and to love their flowers. Grandmothers want a garden of peace and harmony. Grandmothers never stop planting their seeds of hope. Grandmothers should rule the world. It would be a much nicer place. Gorgeous poetry dear Pat.

Chris 🌺

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Chris… now that my only Grandson is 19… I realize through his eyes.. he has become Wise. He helped me with my Rubix Shawl and told me it goes over your Head and simply hangs on your neck. Yes .. Grandmothers are like Peonies … soft and scented to a fault. gently, Pat

[Re-Pete]

simply beautiful and fragrant - words, flowers and sentiment. i felt this in my soul as i read.

“Where the most beautiful wild flowers grow, there mans spirit is fed and poets grow.” - Thoreau

[FGFRANKLIN]

This is soft and moving. It's a beautiful poem. I like peonies but I don't like the scent of their flowers. My mother had a pink one she grew in her garden. There is a place I visit where cape jasmine and gardenias grow together. Now, that's a heady, sweet mixture akin to being hypnotized like Alice in Wonderland was by the poppies but it's overpowering. It can only be appreciated at a distance when carried by the wind.

[Sami Khalil]

Exquisitely written, truthfully delivered. Your garden of poetry is planted with love, nurtured with care, harvested with sharing.
We are thankful for poets like yourself.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Sami... you are an inspiration to a Poet who believes in planting seeds of growth and abundance. Lovely to read your words. softly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

Wowzy woooo! You are welcome Patricia

[Betty Hermelee]

Hope is woven among earth’s precious flora….birth is forever planted among these wondrous living creatures…….it is in grandmother’s garden that these phenomena are created…. And nourished… planted in the earth for survival and memories…..your exquisite words are overwhelming to me…. And so positive and alluring……lovely Pat
Warmly
B.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Betty … on this Thanksgiving Day in 2023 … it is a blessing to read your Review. To be a part of sharing a day of Blessings with a kindred Spirit who has a Heritage of the Blue Danube River in 🇭🇺 Hungary
Is a Gift that will always bring a sense of Fellowship.

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome dear friend...please take care,
Warmly, B

[Neville]

My word .. what a perfect picture you have planted here for us to find .. thoroughly enjoyed Pat and I am sure these words shall be well attended .. All the very best of all good things & softly & truly tooly too :)

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Neville… you are a Peace-maker and I appreciate your generous review. We do have our Guardian Angels and that will be our Saving Grace. Amen… softly, Pat

[Neville]

I sure try to be both personally, privately and professionally .. all Good Things, Neville

[AYVID N]

Dear Pat,
When we plant the seeds of hope and love, it may take them awhile to sprout. We must wait for the beautiful things in the Grandmother's Garden.

"Hope is born and the sound of a Band of Angels
is heard among the Peonies in Grandmothers'
Spring Gardens"

With these golden words of Faith, you brought me such joy and hope today. As if life is magical and worth believing in. Kudos to your beautiful poetic voice!

[Patricia Wedel]

LDear DIVYA. The promises made become Peonies in the Spring. Your words of encouragement are nestled with sleeping bulbs that will burst when the sound of Angels and Harps play Hallelujah. Amen.. Pat
L

[Writergurl (Mama's Girl..]

Hope is born and the sound of a Band of Angels (Oh how I love this part so much)
This is amazing, I enjoyed this write

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Brandie… thank you for your charming review … it is raining here in Virginia USA… a good day for hot Cocoa or Coffee (with Brandie) lol. Pat

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

the osative nature of this poem is fabulous

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Cowboy... I believe I inherited my Grandmother's love of flowers. So honored to have your feelings on my page. gently, Pat