
From My Bookshelf

Tiny little flowers
In white, pink and blue
How could anyone
Ever forget you?
For you surely are significant
Your beauty’s not obscure
In my garden you are welcomed
Even though you’re miniature
For size doesn’t designate
A flowers sense of worth
As often it’s the little things
That are most regarded on this earth
Therefore you need not worry
As you grow in my garden plots
For I will always remember you
My little Forget-Me-Nots
Leona J. Atkinson 05-31-13
The last Monday in May
We pause to remember
All those who fought and fell
For freedom’s cause.
Let us never forget the price
that is paid for freedom.
Leona J. Atkinson 05-26-13
The Red Poppy is a reminder of those who fought and fell in World War 1.
Read the immortal poem “In Flamders Fields” by Lt. Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)