White Gardenias, summer scent,
as coolness comes, the day is spent.
We sit on porch swings, as we sway~
the crickets chirp, it makes my day.
My Gardenias are blooming, and I pick fresh ones everyday. They are my favorite summer flower. My mama doesn't like them, so my husband always takes her a "bouquet" of Gardenia LEAVES every summer. No blossoms allowed. She says they remind her of funerals from back in the days when the wake and the viewing were in the home. I don't care. Bring me some dead or alive.
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