P P Peony~Day 143.

The flower of my childhood stays with me.
The scent.
The shape.
The color.
Brings back the huge garden in the back yard…all those carrots I ate. And how sweet they were.
The rose trellis.
The kiddy swimming pool.
Once a year I get to remember and smile.

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