Spring Flowers in Texas

Since we moved to Texas, the spring bulbs I had planned to plant in Idaho got put in the freezer. In January I decided to plant them in pots out on the porch. It's the end of February and I'm on vacation, but they all popped up to keep Adam company! He wrote me the sweetest poem to honor the occasion:

Amanda's Touch

Everything Amanda touches seems to turn to gold.

Like the mythical old Midas touch in stories we've been told.

I once saw her touch a piano that sat so bleak and cold

And from its rusted dusty strings flowed music bright and bold.

Forgotten flowers she has passes; the petals weary showed

Perked up despite the chilly morn; their blossoms once more glowed.

Into a soldier's weathered life she danced and broke his callous mold.

Their lives are now a fairy tale; with love they're growing old.

- Adam B. Christensen