I wanted to start off 2015 with my beautiful Hibiscus flowers that grew in my container garden last fall. I hope to see a rebirth this spring. I don't have a green thumb so they have to survive the crazy Florida weather from hot to cold and from thunderstorms to droughts. I enjoy these flowers in the mornings when they opened their blooms and at night when they went to sleep. They give me hope of a new day, a new beginning and peace in the evenings. Emily Dickinson says "Hope Is The Thing With Feathers." I say "Hope Is The Thing With Flower Petals."
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
By Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)
"Hope" is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without words
And never stops - at all
And sweetest - in the Gale- is heard
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so any warm
I've heart it in the chilliest land
And on the strangest Sea
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.
