Magnolia Dreams

by Angie   Feb 7, 2013


Magnolia Dreams

out in the field on top of a hill
behind the old plantation
sits a beautiful magnolia tree
her roots deeply planted
and must be over 100 years old
still she blooms real pretty
every spring and summer

I remember when I was a little girl
sitting on the veranda out back
with my great grandma sipping
on freshly squeezed lemonade
when her sweet scent would
float by on a warm soft breeze

you can still see the worn ropes
hanging from one of her limbs
where the old wooden swing hung
oh the fun my sister and I had
pushing each other on that swing

giggling, whispering secrets
as we ate lunch of peanut butter
and jelly sandwiches and juicy grapes
then taking a nap in the comfort of
the cool shade her leaves provided

and now... here I sit
on the back veranda, listening
to my great grandchildren giggle
as they chase each other around
that old beautiful magnolia tree

**Thank you for the title idea Andrea, you gave me marigold, but I changed it to magnolia**

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  • 11 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    On behalf of Jim and I- we want to thank you for allowing this piece to be read for Momma P.. hugs you and I love you!

  • 11 years ago

    by Mom Pike

    How cute!

  • 11 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    First off Ang- I like the change in the title... Magnolia is far more elegant than marigold... whoot! and your welcome sweets!

    You are the Queen when it comes to reminiscing on child hood memories.... the nature tones are priceless... I love the addition of PB & J .... love it... such a touching and heartfelt write!! Beautiful!

  • 11 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    Oh Angie this was beautiful...I love it...its such a great scene you penned, time reworking itself.

    Here's my full comment:

    out in the field on top of a hill
    behind the old plantation
    sits a beautiful magnolia tree
    her roots deeply planted
    and must be over 100 years old
    still she blooms real pretty
    every spring and summer

    ^^ I love how you gave precise location as to where this scene is...and the way you penned this opening stanza...with the statement that even something old can be beautiful, that nature just gets better with age,

    I remember when I was a little girl
    sitting on the veranda out back
    with my great grandma sipping
    on freshly squeezed lemonade
    when her sweet scent would
    float by on a warm soft breeze

    ^^I love this memory...its totally captivating, I can just picture the two of you...how lovely this is

    you can still see the worn ropes
    hanging from one of her limbs
    where the old wooden swing hung
    oh the fun my sister and I had
    pushing each other on that swing

    ^^Okay, Angie...I felt the flow loosen a little here...the last two lines, maybe some punctuation in this stanza would improve that... and that statement in the last two lines... beautiful

    giggling, whispering secrets
    as we ate lunch of peanut butter
    and jelly sandwiches and juicy grapes
    then taking a nap in the comfort of
    the cool shade her leaves provided

    ^^Another memory here that straight away captures me...and the way you explained the tree's branches and the comfort nature gave you then.

    and now... here I sit
    on the back veranda, listening
    to my great grandchildren giggle
    as they chase each other around
    that old beautiful magnolia tree

    ^^I love this ending...the memory is now being made again with your own great grandkids...

    I just loved this piece...it was beautiful and I love the title...

    x

    • 11 years ago

      by Angie

      Thank you so so much for this amazing comment Tara, it really touches my heart to know how much you like it... xoxo

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