Mom’s fav’rite blossom
“in full bloom by Mothers’ Day”
in mid-western clime

The southwest’s warmth brings
earlier growth and budding
childhood memories

Swiping handfuls of
fragrant lavender clusters
spilling over, through

The neighbors’ fences
across the alley, coming
home from school to fill

An ordinary
glass with color, aroma
Mom’s eyes with delight

Wilted by morning
yet every spring offers me
fresh reminiscence