Nature at My Door

When we were growing up on 58th Street in Maywood

there were Morning Glories in the rusted corrugated tin fence by the clothes lines. To me they were the best thing about the old place. A splash of beauty in an otherwise dismal yard.

In early Spring they had a packet of seeds at the 99cents store

so I bought'em. I had to make a lattice of string and dowel so

they'd have a place to crawl up and now there's a cascade of blooms

that greet me each, very early, morning when I let Taneya out

for her first constitutional. I have a moment to savor their blooms

then we go back to bed until we get up "for real."

By then the blooms have gone back to sleep

through the heat of the day.

Well I'm just glad I got'em !