Stacy Maddox

If you´re looking for my mama, he said
You´ll find only her rear in the garden
Among the rosemary or tomatoes or onions
She´ll be picking the weeds and grass
That dare to poke their stems through the dirt

You may spot her watering the morning glories
Or pruning the pink rose bush I gave her
I saw her a few minutes ago, digging holes
Dropping in the small white garlic cloves
Then covering them and marking their place

Yesterday she was admiring the day lilies
They are a dark red color with yellow throats
It is her very favorite combination, you see
Though, she would never admit it, I know
She finds beauty in every single living thing

If you watch her long enough, you´ll understand
Why she smiles and sings as she works so hard
She´ll lose track of time and become sunburned
I can´t help but laugh when she brings in flowers
To know the love she has for making things grow.