Lula’s English Garden
Honeysuckle and Blue Bells
In a backyard English Garden
Some Dog Rose and Cowslip
In an unlikely place called Harlem.
There is Ragged Robin, here and there,
Among the Foxglove, and the Yarrow.
The Bluebells and Buttercups,
I’m sure will bloom tomorrow.
Two Rottweiler dogs patrol the fence
Around Lula Tyson’s little Tutor
They’re her friends and protectors
She calls them Buttercup and Scooter.
Sometimes they are a friendly annoyance
While she is planting or pulling weeds
They might lick her face or nuzzle her hand
Or try to eat her planting seeds.
This is Lula’s own little world
An island of security, locked in the past,
The world outside has passed her by
But as long as she lives her world will last.
Her daughter visits and they go shopping
And to church, each and every Sunday.
Friday is Scrabble, at Betty’s, next door
But it’s Dominoes and tea on Monday.
Now it is spring and winter is shed
Lula has lots in her garden to do.
Sweet Violets and Kingcups
Are her sign to start planting a-new.
After all, her garden’s the best
With its British wildflower theme
At least— that is what she’s been told
By the gnomes in her garden, green.
D. Thurmond / JE Falcon
04-29-2018
