When Roses Bloomed in my Backyard

When Roses Bloomed in my Backyard

when roses bloomed in my backyard

It was a good time in my life
when roses bloomed
in my backyard
and their fragrant scents
drifted throughout the yard.

Early every morning,
in nice weather,
I would put on my
garden shoes and gloves
then grab my basket of
garden hand tools.

The dew on the bushes
enhanced the fragrance
of so many roses,
most of them were
miniature roses.

I carried an empty basket
to hold bouquets of
yellow, white, pink,
and salmon color blossoms.

The yellow flowers
were my favorite.
Their fragrant scent
would drift through
the house when I put
the bouquet on the
dining room table.

when roses bloomed in my backyard

Small bouquets of roses
throughout the house
lent a cheerful
atmosphere to
perk everyone up.

The day came when we
decided to move from
the house that was too
big for us and the
yard we could no longer
care for.

I will always miss those
summers when roses bloomed,
in my backyard,
but life goes on and I
am happy I grew and cared
for a beautiful garden
for someone else to enjoy.

I am happy to have lovely
memories of the summers
when roses bloomed in
my backyard.

when roses bloomed in my backyard

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© 2022 Phyllis Doyle Burns

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I have always liked to write. It is important to me that writing comes from my heart and soul. When writing poetry, if I do not feel a spiritual connection to what I am writing on, I will discard it and go on to something I can connect with on a spiritual level. I live in the moment, I write from the past or beyond the veil. When writing fiction I go with whatever inspires me at the moment - it could be funny, sorrowful, romantic or sometimes done with the use of colloquial language from mountain folk or other cultural regions. I began writing content online in 2007, starting with BellaOnline - A Voice For Women, where I was the Native American Editor, Folklore & Mythology Editor, and the Appalachian Editor. I also wrote articles for The Examiner, Daily Two Cents, and Yahoo. I am a freelance writer for Fiverr. I am currently an author on HubPages, a member/author of the Maven Coalition, and Senior Editor and an author for The Creative Exiles. Most of what I write takes a lot of research and I love it. Even if it is a fictional story, I will research for accuracy in whatever it takes to make my characters, their era, their location, etc. become realistic to the reader. I hope you enjoy my works. Thank you for visiting.

7 thoughts on “When Roses Bloomed in my Backyard

  • May 1, 2022 at 3:44 PM
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    Phyllis, this was so lovely and touching. I understand your emotions and feelings for your old house and garden. I, too, miss my house in my home country Pakistan. It was too big and we don’t have similar style of houses in Barcelona, Spain. Memories are beautiful. These lines from your poem are very moving and positive :
    “I am happy I grew and cared
    for a beautiful garden
    for someone else to enjoy.”

    Thanks a lot for sharing.
    Sending you many blessings and love 🙂

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  • May 2, 2022 at 10:09 AM
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    Phyllis I think back upon the days when I lived in areas near Roses or Rose Bushes and I think you are right: these were better times. Thank you for your beautiful poetry. Jamie

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    • May 6, 2022 at 12:09 PM
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      You are most welcome, Rasma. Thank you for coming along with me. Take care and have a lovely weekend.

      Reply
  • May 24, 2022 at 11:15 AM
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    I am by no means a gardner but it does sound like a very freeing and relaxing experience you describe here. Beautiful scenery depicts a good time from your past. Nice work as always Phyllis

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