Shanhhu Lee

Someone told me it is a native dogwood that blooms in my garden.

White flowers on bare branches spread like clouds in my garden.

Sometimes I wonder about my mother, who’s never visited me in America:

Would she plant azalea, zinnia, cosmos, or her favorite rose, in my garden?

I used to dress up in a blue yukata with a big yellow dragonfly print for Matsuri.

I think of Thomas when the Japanese cherry blossom blooms in my garden.

Forsythia, magnolia, hydrangea, camellia, Delilah, and forget me or not,

when I moved out from Ohio, all I missed was the flowers in my garden.

Butterfly, rabbit, chipmunk, goldfinch, hummingbird. I heard

bluebird is the symbol of happiness. I have bluebirds too in my garden.

Shanhu, you are a master gardener. It’s my therapy to work in the garden.