One of the best poems ever written, IMHO:
POST HUMUS
By Patti Tana
Scatter my ashes in my garden
so I can be near my loves.
Say a few honest words, sing a gentle song,
join hands in a cirle of flesh.
Please tell some stories about me
making you laugh. I love to make you laugh.
When I’ve had time to settle, and green
gathers into buds, remember I love blossoms
bursting in spring. As the season ripens
remember my persistent passion.
And if you come in my garden
on an August afternoon
pluck a bright red globe,
let juice run down your chin and the seeds
stick to your cheek. When I’m dead
I want folks to smile and say...”That Patti,
she sure is some tomato!”
Oh Diana, what a beautiful poem, and it is SO appropriate to my life right now.
Forgive me if I don’t spell everything in this post right, because I am moved by those words, very tired, and facing things in my life that relate to this.
I am just now getting on the computer tonight, I have had a BIG day, but a rewarding one. As far as I am concerned, LIFE is rewarding, and has always been, for me, including the challenging times.
I started my day driving to my Mom’s house, and taking her to pick out flowers for a special arrangement I am making her for Mother’s Day. I am also going to cook her a huge dinner, two of her favorite pies, and spent most of the evening (after her four hour foray into the Dollar Store and grocery store, her life) building the most magnifient hanging pot one can imagine.
I have dirt two inches thick under my fingernails as I type this.
I had been to the Dollar Store a few weeks ago, and found a flower pot that is a huge CONE ($7). Yes, a huge cone, one of the those metal planters with moss inside.
I made myself a hanging pot weeks ago with that cone, cutting holes in the moss at points, placing hanging petunias (striped red ones, maching colors) and some mounding plants with tiny white flowers, and even a mandevelia (sp) at the top.
Mom coveted my beautiful cone flower. So today I made two more, drove to the next county to get the right combination of plants. My Mama will be the Belle of the Ball in her neighborhood when her elderly neighbors see this arrangement.
I have an aunt, my Mom’s sister, who is also elderly (in her late 70s, with bad health), and the aunt has one very spoiled son. He hasn’t spoken to his Mom and Dad for 15 years (over greed, money issues), is a BRAT, and he has two kids. My aunt won’t get a card, phone call, anything for Mother’s Day.
So I made one of these arrangements for her. She WILL get a Mother’s Day present from me, was a wonderful, supporting person in my life when I was young and needed someone.
Well, when I was at the greenhouse today (a county away) where I bought most of my plants for my “cone” arrangements, I noticed they had a cone planter like mine (cheaper, smaller). They had set a hanging flower pot in it with two color mixtures.
They were selling these for $25.
I have about $10 apiece invested in mine. And I put alot into mine. I cut holes all along the cone, and coordinated the colors, mounding, hanging flowers.
I am so proud of mine, and proud of the women who influenced my life, like my beloved Mother and Aunt.
Thanks, Diana! That’s perfect! A perfect end to a perfect life!