Here We Are Again!
Thankful to be blogging still from the Rainbow Bridge……thankful that you all stuck with me even after I left for my cloud……thankful that you are my FRIENDS. We are joining up with Brian’s Thankful Thursday and you can too if you just CLICK HERE and link up!
Now, let’s get POETIC!
Today is “G” day!
If you want to participate in the poem posting today, just make your poem about something starting with the letter “G” and you can post it in my comments here, or put your blog link to your poem in my comments to share. You’re WELCOME to join me in celebrating poetry. Next week we’ll do “H”…….and on and on until we finish the alphabet!
“G”
“Gardens”
By Angel Sammy Kimmell, 1/26/2017
When I was young – a little kitten
With Mom’s plants outside I was quite smitten
I’d leap around like a crazy cat
I’d hide from Mom she really loved that!
My ginger head popped up here and there
Mom never quite knew when or where!
As I got older I learned to be calm.
Just watching the butterflies was my soothing balm.
Oh yes I’d chase them from time to time
But Mom allowed that – it wasn’t a crime!
Then came the day when I’d lie in the shade
By then the “fate” of our gardens was made.
The deer had discovered this bountiful treat
Everything Mom planted, the deer would eat!
So in the shade I’d stay with my nose in the air
I had not a worry, I had not a care.
Mom quit planting flowers it became too much work
The deer came along and pull out plants with a jerk…..!
So in my old age I’d simply sit by Mom
We both would relax, and enjoy all the calm.
At the Rainbow Bridge we have flowers and green
But my old back yard was the PRETTIEST place that I’ve ever seen.
I hope I’ll see you all NEXT Thursday when we do “H”…………I wonder what I’ll come up with for THAT one! Come to think of it, I wonder what YOU’LL come up with too!!!!!
I’m a Poet, and I know it!
Monsieur Angel Sammy
oh imagine to run over a grean lawn and to chase butterflies…. oh summer… and sun…that is a great poem…it brings some warm thoughts to icy brittany… thanks :o)
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I hope that ice and COLD gets better soon dear Phenny – especially since your Mom and Dad both have sickies right now. They need some SUN!
Love Angel Sammy
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I really love your backyard! I can tell your humans put a lot of love into it.
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They did and I used to love lying in the grass like that old photo shows…………now I float on clouds!
Love, Angel Sammy
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Loved your poem Angel Sammy. By the way the ones we love never really leave us. They’ve just changed so that we see them (you) with our hearts instead of our eyes. Kisses.
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That’s a wonderful way to say it……we are there always and if hearts are open we ARE there.
Love, Angel Sammy
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You always look so at home in that garden Sammy. Lovely poem.
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Thank you Miss Annie!! ❤
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Your mom’s flowers always look beautiful, Angel S. Maybe H will be for hiccups. I had hiccups once and it was fun.
Love and licks,
Cupcake
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Hiccups are interesting aren’t they? I had them a couple of times and I was SOUND ASLEEP!!! HAHA
Love, Angel Sammy
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Angel Sammy that is just lovely!! absolutely lovely!!
Good buddy you are the only cat I know who had ‘several’ green thumbs too. Which is why you wre a good gardener. OHHH all this warm weather has some of our daffies popping up to say HI.
Hugs madi your bfff
our G poem you will either laugh or be hungry
http://downhomeinnc.blogspot.com
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I LOVE YOUR “G” poem!!!! I would love for some daffies to have survived in our yard for my Mom to enjoy but alas the squirrels taught Mom that one of their favorite foods is BULBS!!!
Love, Angel Sammy
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We love your poem! When Mom lived in her house in NJ she planted a couple of HUNDRED tulips….and the deer ate them ALL!
The Florida Furkids
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We had a “double issue” with tulips – the deer ate the flowers an the squirrels dug up the bulbs and ate them. Mom stopped trying after a couple of years.
Hugs, Angel Sammy
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Great poem Sammy! Gotta loves gardens! We had the same problem with the dear deers in Midway. And they really loved our vegetable garden. Wes had to puts a fence around it.
Kisses
Your Nellie Bellie
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I always liked watching them visit our yard but Mom didn’t seem to feel the same way about them! HAHAHAHA
Love, Angel Sammy
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That was a beautiful poem Angel Sammy. Deer do ruin gardens, we have levels of security around ours including a regular fence, an electrified wire on top of that and tin pie pans that make noise. XO
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WOW…..sounds like Fort Knox! Tee Hee….
Love, Angel Sammy
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🙂 🙂 🙂
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Sammy, you made our Mom cry again. She thought she was over that. Just this morning she was lying in bed thinking about Fiona and remembering how much she loved to go outside with Mom when she was working in the yard. The expression her face was always one of purr joy and amazement. This was a masterful, beautiful and perfect poem. Mau wrote one for Allie at http://www.thecatonmyhead.com/mauricios-ode-Allie/
Love to Mom Pam, Dad David, and you, our special angel friend. XOCK, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Angel Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth, Calista Jo and Cooper Murphy
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My Mom keeps thinking she’s over things too but she (and Dad) aren’t………..Dad just walked in to Mom’s office while she was adding my angel picture to my post for tomorrow and saw it and said “I sure do miss that boy” with a “catch” in his throat…..it hasn’t been that long since Fiona and I left so it’s still very fresh……our Moms and Dads will ALWAYS miss us like we miss them. I’m glad you liked my poem AND I absolutely LOVED yours too for Allie……I’m sure she nearly fainted when she read it !! ❤ ❤ ❤
Love and tons of Angel Hugs, Sammy
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What a lovely and sweet poem! All these beautiful memories. A round of applause and a hug for Angel Sammy (and Mom)! 🙂
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Thank you (takes a bow!).
Love, Angel Sam and Mom
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That was such a nice poem Sammy. Thanks for joining the Thankful Thursday Blog Hop!
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Very nice. Playing hide and go seek is so fun when mom’s don’t want to play
Lily & Edward
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I agree……..!!! What’s with that? Moms are supposed to be our playmates right?
Love, Angel Sammy
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***sniffullsss***
That iss THEE sweetest poe-em EFURR Angel Unccle Sammy
Yur so poe-etick…even frum Pure Land. LadyMum iss down with Flu so mee not goin to pawticipate today; sorry. Mee iss ‘on duty’!
***air kissesss*** neffkitty Siddhartha Henry xxx
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That’s OK Siddhartha – I totally understand! Hope she’s feeling better soon!
Love, Angel Sammy
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dood ! total lee awesum garden poem….
we noe yur mom total lee N joyed garden dayz
N we bet her plantz a vizshuz deer free tree for
ewe thiz spring…. ♥♥♥
may bee a nice boxwood !!!
R haiku thiz week:
monsturr moovees rock
we lovez R pal Godzilla
mothra …..knot sew much
🙂
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HAHAHA……..my Mom and her brother went to see Mothra when they were kids living on a military base in Alabama……they had to leave and call their Mom to come get them because they were too scared. Mom saw Mothra again about 3-4 months ago and laughed all the way through. Time flies……HAHAHA I love love LOVE your poem……monster movies DO rock!
Love, Angel Sammy
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The last part is my favorite. I can’t help but think of it a bit philosophically … many people spend their lives chasing more beautiful gardens elsewhere, only to find that home is the best place 🙂
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Yes it’s really true…….there are some pretty gardens in other places for sure but the most COMFORTABLE one is the one in our own yards!!
Love, Angel Sammy and Mom
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Dat’s a great poem Sammy. There truly is no place like home. Big hugs
Luv ya’
Dezi and Raena
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Home is where the heart is………….that’s for sure!
Love, Angel Sammy
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A very beautiful and special poem Angel Sammy. Did you have catnip or catmint? Some of my cats loved the catmint. It grows well in Wyoming.
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Forgot to mention, Jasmine, my kitty really likes the indoor grasses.
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I really had hoped Sammy would like that too because he always DID enjoy grass outside until his last couple of years but he would have NOTHING to do with the indoor stuff! Glad Jasmine likes it though….
Hugs, Pam
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YES – have catmint which is a perennial here thankfully and I have a lot of it……..the deer won’t go near it either which is nice!
Hugs, Pam
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We have lots too. It spreads around here and is also a perennial. We had to put up a high, enclosed fence to keep the deer out. We have a pond and that attracted them too. It’s the rabbits that eat my veggies now. Why they come into a yard with two dogs, I’ll never know.
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You have BRAVE rabbits! We occasionally see a rabbit here but there are a lot of foxes around so they keep them away for the most part………also see skunks munching on the impatiens and other tender things……Racoons and groundhogs and deer all seem to like sunflower seeds…..the birds have to fight for some!
Hugs, Angel Sammy
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That was a beautiful poem, Sammy, and it seemed just the perfect way to sum up your time with your humans. We have always loved seeing the beautiful flowers you always have at your entranceway!
Woos – Lightning and Misty
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Mom does all her gardening the easy way now…….front porch and back deck flowerboxes and THAT’s THAT!
Love, Angel Sammy
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Aww Sammy, I loved that poem. It made me a bit teary… I miss you. I think your back yard is prettiest too from the pictures I have seen! Hugs.. ♥
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Glad you liked the poem Miss Pix! We really did have a pretty back yard (and front yard) for many years……erosion has taken away our pretty grass and old bones and arthritis have taken away Mom’s desire to keep up with a garden (!). Living on a hill is nice except when you plant grass seed it all washes DOWN HILL…….we have the prettiest BOTTOM yard ever! HAHAHAHAHAHA
Love, Angel Sammy
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That’s a great poem, Sammy. We rarely get to go outside and play in the gardens.
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For years Mom would take me out on my leash…..after a while I knew our yard boundaries and preferred just to lie in the sun…..so no more leash but I was never allowed to be outside without one of my parents with me. They were my “bodyguards” !! HAHAHA
Love, Angel Sammy
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We are so glad you’re still ‘broadcasting’ even if from the Bridge. With it being such a cold dreary winter day, today’s poem and pictures are especially welcome. Thank you!
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Glad you enjoyed it…….yes I’m glad I decided to keep on blogging too – I have lots to do at the Bridge but I also have lots to say!!
Hugs, Angel Sammy
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Pawsome poem!
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Thank you my Texas BUDS!!
Love Angel Sammy
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What a lovely poem. I feel how much Sammy was loved and the heartache his loss must have brought you and David. I was misty eyed when I finished reading. Just awesome poe,\m.
Jean
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Thank you Jean……..we keep thinking we’ll feel better as time goes on but somehow that’s not really happening…at least yet. The “writer” in me just keeps going with gentle thoughts of him and that feeling seems to translate into poetry so easily!
Love, Pam
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Beautiful poem. It brought out all your love for Sammy.
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Our lives were so full of “Sammy” and now that he’s gone, our memories keep us “full”…………..
Hugs, Pam
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Oh, I do hope the deer aren’t invading the bacon greenhouse! Even herbivores love their bacon…
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We have an armed guard watching over the bacon greenhouse…..trust me on that one!
Hugs, Angel Sam
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Lovely bittersweet poem, Angel Sammy.
Love, Sundae
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Thank you dear Sundae! ❤
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