GLORY IN THE FLOWERS: A ROSE IN MY GARDEN

By dian hill

GLORY IN THE FLOWERS
DEDICATED TO MY MOM JOHN ELLIE HILL
THANKYOU MOM FOR BEING MY GUARDIAN ANGEL, MY HERO, MY BEST FRIEND, MY WORLD. YOU WERE ALWAYS BY MY SIDE. YOUR VOICE HAS FADED OVER THE YEARS. I KNOW MY HEART WILL NEVER HEAL. LOVE IS NOT MEASURED BY THE BREATH YOU TAKE. IT’S MEASURED BY THOSE WHO TAKE YOUR BREATH AWAY. I LOVE YOU MOM. TIL WE MEET AGAIN, I WILL ALWAYS WORSHIP AND CHERRISH THE TIME WE HAD TOGETHER, AND GLORY IN THE FLOWERS

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Dec 30, 2021
• ISBN: 9781794705753

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GLORY IN THE FLOWERS

DEDICATED TO MY MOM  JOHN ELLIE HILL

THANKYOU MOM FOR BEING MY GUARDIAN ANGEL, MY HERO, MY BEST FRIEND, MY WORLD.  YOU WERE ALWAYS BY MY SIDE.  YOUR VOICE HAS FADED OVER THE YEARS.  I KNOW MY HEART WILL NEVER HEAL.  LOVE IS NOT MEASURED BY THE BREATH YOU TAKE.  IT’S MEASURED BY THOSE WHO TAKE YOUR BREATH AWAY.  I LOVE YOU MOM.  TIL WE MEET AGAIN, I WILL ALWAYS WORSHIP AND CHERRISH THE TIME WE HAD TOGETHER, AND GLORY IN THE FLOWERS

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I WOULD NOT HAVE MISSED THAT TIME FOR NOTHING IN THE WORLD

A POEM FROM WILLIAM WADSWORTH DESCRIBES THE WORLD I CAME FROM.  THE 20TH CENTURY.  A PLACE OF FATIH,  TRUST, WISHING UPON A STAR

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Though nothing can bring back the hour

Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flowers

We will grieve not, rather find

Strength in what remains behind

In the primal sympathy

Which having been must ever be,

In the soothing thoughts that spring

Out of human suffering,

In the faith that looks through death,

In years that bring the philosophic mind

A TIME OF CAMELOT

A PERIOD OF INNOCENCE.  THE WORLD I CAME FROM, THE 20TH CENTURY.  I WOULD NOT HAVE MISSED THAT TIME FOR NOTHING IN THE WORLD.  IT WAS A TIME OF CAMELOT, HOPES AND DREAMS, TRUST AND BEING GRATEFUL.  I BELIEVED IN SANTA CLAUS AND I BELIEVED IN MAGIC, THE FERRY GODMOTHER, THE WISHING WELL. WISHING ON A STAR.  AND WE BELIEVED IN THE LORD, THANKING HIM FOR HIS BLESSINGS.  CHILDREN WERE ALLOWED TO BE CHILDREN.  CHILDREN WERE SEEN AND NOT HEARD.  IF I COULD TURN BACK THE CLOCK AND TAKE ANYONE BACK TO THAT TIME, THEY WOULD NEVER WANT TO LEAVE.  THE SKY WAS ALWAYS SO BLUE.  THE SUN WAS ALWAYS SHINING.  THE LADY BUGS ON THE DAFFODILS. AND HEARING MY MOM SAY THAT LOOKING AT HER CHILDREN, EVERYDAY THE HEART GROWS FONDER.  AND I WAS THANKFUL AND GRATEFUL FOR EVERY BLESSED DAY.  THANKYOU MOM AND THANKYOU LORD.  JOY JOY JOY

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SO WHAT IS GLORY IN THE FLOWERS,,,,,FOR ME IT WAS THE DAFFODILS AND THE LADY BUGS ON THE RED AND WHITE ROSES,,,,,OLDER SIBLINGS LISTENING TO MUSIC ON THE RADIO,  THE RECORD PLAYER.  THE CLOTHES LINE, AND CHILDREN ,LYNDA LUE AND I RUNNING UNDERNEATH THE WHITE SHEETS.  MOM AND HER FRIENDS ENJOYING THEIR PROGRAMS, THE SECRET STORM, HELEN TRENT.  THE LITTLE BROWN CHURCH IN BACK OF OUR HOUSE. I REMEMBER ONE SUNDAY MORNING AS LYNDA LUE AND I SAT IN CHURCH.  I WAS TWO YEARS OLD.  I LOOKED OUT THE CHURCH WINDOW AT OUR HOUSE AND I FELT SO THANKFUL AND BLESSED …. MY HEART WAS FULL.  I WAS SO THANKFUL AND GRATEFUL FOR MY MOM AND FAMILY.  PRECIOUS TIMES.  ON THE WEEKENDS,  I ENJOYED WATCHING MOM AND HER SISTERS AUNT SWEET WILLIE MAE HUNTLEY AND AUNT COOT ALICE HARPER PRESTON RELAXING AS THEY WERE SIPPING THEIR WINE AND CALLING IT A INNOCENT TWIBLER.  I CAN HEAR MY MOM TELLING AUNT COOT ALICE HARPER PRESTON TO ‘HIT ME AGAIN’ WITH ANOTHER SHOT OF WINE. HOW THESE THREE SISTERS ENJOYED THEIR TIME TOGETHER.    THE LAUGHTER, THE LOVE, MOM’S COOKING.  MY SISTER LYNDA LUE AND I PLAYING WITH OUR BEST FRIEND KATY JEAN HENRY,,,WHO LIVED ACROSS THE STREET.

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A SONG FOR MY PARENTS JOHN ELLIE AND GABE HILL CALLED  ‘ A ROSE IN MY GARDEN’

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ROSE IN MY GARDEN

                A ROSE IN MY GARDEN

THERE’S TWO ROSES IN MY GARDEN, THERES A ROSE, AND THEN THERES A ROSE

THERES TWO ROSES IN MY GARDEN, THEY BLOOM SO SOFT AND SWEET

AND I HOLD UP THE ROSES  AND I ADORE THEM WHILE I CAN

AND I BELIEVE, THERE PRECIOUS SPIRIT, IS THE REASON WHY I SANG

CHORUS

THERE’S TWO ROSES IN MY GARDEN, THERES A ROSE, AND THEN THERES A ROSE

THERES TWO ROSES IN MY GARDEN, THEY BLOOM SO SOFT AND SWEET

WHEN THE ROSES SMILES AT ME

THEN THEIR GONE AND FALL AND LEAVE

AS SURE AS I BREATHE

THEY WILL FALL AND GO TO SLEEP

CHORUS

THERE’S TWO ROSES IN MY GARDEN, THERES A ROSE, AND THEN THERES A ROSE

THERES TWO ROSES IN MY GARDEN, THEY BLOOM SO SOFT AND SWEET

AND I SO LOVE MY ROSES

SOON THEIR GONE AND FALL AND LEAVE

AS SURE AS NIGHT WILL TURNS TO DAY 

THEY WILL FALL AND GO TO SLEEP

CHORUS

THERE’S TWO ROSES IN MY GARDEN, THERES A ROSE, AND THEN THERES A ROSE

THERES TWO ROSES IN MY GARDEN, THEY BLOOM SO SOFT AND SWEET

YOU WERE ALWAYS BY MY SIDE

BUT I KNOW YOU HALF TO HIDE

THE ROSES UNDER THE SUN

SOON THEIR TIME WILL BE DONE

CHORUS

THERE’S TWO ROSES IN MY GARDEN, THERES A ROSE, AND THEN THERES A ROSE

THERES TWO ROSES IN MY GARDEN, THEY BLOOM SO SOFT AND SWEET

ROSES STAY BY MY SIDE

AND ALWAYS HOLD MY HAND

GUIDE ME THROUGH THIS LIFE

UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN

CHORUS

THERE’S TWO ROSES IN MY GARDEN, THERES A ROSE, AND THEN THERES A ROSE

THERES TWO ROSES IN MY GARDEN, THEY BLOOM SO SOFT AND SWEET

I’M SO GRATEFUL TO HAVE KNOWN YOU

YOU WERE ALWAYS THERE FOR ME

AND THOUGH I GRIEVE FOR THAT MOMENT

LIKE ROSES YOU HAVE TO SLEEP

CHORUS

THERE’S TWO ROSES IN MY GARDEN, THERES A ROSE, AND THEN THERES A ROSE

THERES TWO ROSES IN MY GARDEN, THEY BLOOM SO SOFT AND SWEET

AS YOU SAID LIFE’S  A WONDER

AND THE HEART GROWS FONDER WITH EACH PASSING DAY

MAY YOUR SPIRIT BE MY SHADOW

AND ALWAYS STAY THAT WAY

CHORUS

THERE’S TWO ROSES IN MY GARDEN, THERES A ROSE, AND THEN THERES A ROSE

THERES TWO ROSES IN MY GARDEN, THEY BLOOM SO SOFT AND SWEET

MY SOUL WAS NEVER PROUDER

I’M SO THANKFUL WE HAD THIS TIME

AS I LOOK UPON THE LEAVES

HEAVEN KNOWS I HAVE GRIEVED

CHORUS

THERE’S TWO ROSES IN MY GARDEN, THERES A ROSE, AND THEN THERES A ROSE

THERES TWO ROSES IN MY GARDEN, THEY BLOOM SO SOFT AND SWEET

NOW I’VE GREIVED ALL MY LIFE

BUT I WOULD NOT HAVE MISSED THIS TIME

YOUR SHINING LIGHT WILL ALWAYS SWIRL

YOU TRULY WERE MY WORLD

CHORUS

THERE’S TWO ROSES IN MY GARDEN, THERES A ROSE, AND THEN THERES A ROSE

THERES TWO ROSES IN MY GARDEN, THEY BLOOM SO SOFT AND SWEET

SO I LEARN FROM THE SORROW

CAUSE TOMORROW I WILL WEEP

THE GLORY IN MY GARDEN

TWO ROSES I WILL KEEP

CHORUS

THERE’S TWO ROSES IN MY GARDEN, THERES A ROSE, AND THEN THERES A ROSE

THERES TWO ROSES IN MY GARDEN, THEY BLOOM SO SOFT AND SWEET

A ROSE IN MY GARDEN  DEDICATED TO JOHNELLIE AND GABE HILL

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DADDY, WHAT CAN I SAY.  YOU LEFT WITH THE WINTER.  WE NEVER MET, BUT AS I WAS COMING INTO THIS WORLD, YOU WERE LEAVING.  I KNOW OUR PATHS CROSSED DURING THIS TRANSITION.  YOU GAVE ME LIFE, AND I HAVE LOVED YOU, ALL OF MY LIFE.

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MOM’S KITCHEN.  I FINALLY FIGURED OUT WHAT MADE MY MOM’S COOKING SO GOOD FROM ANYONE ELSE.  IT WAS THE LOVE SHE PUT IN THE FOOD.  THE AUROMA.  THERE IS NOTHING LIKE THAT SMELL.  SHE WAS A CHEF.  SHE COULD FIX ANYTHING FROM THE MOST COMPLICATED TO THE SIMPLE.  I REMEMBER HER CHICKEN AND DUMPLINGS. THOSE DUMPLINGS WERE HIGH AS A MOUNTAIN AND SEASONED WITH BAY LEAVES AND PARSLEY FLAKES.  ONE SECRET TO HER SOUL COOKING WAS, SHE WOULD SAVE THE COOKING OIL AND USE IT THE NEXT DAY, AND THAT FOOD WOULD TASTE BETTER THAN THE DAY BEFORE, IF THAT WAS POSSIBLE.  SHE WOULD PUNCH HOLES IN HER MEAT AND ENTER THE SEASONING, THEN LET IT REFRIGERATE OVERNIGHT, AND YOUR TALKING ABOUT GOOD.  ALL WE COULD DO IS RUB OUR STOMACHS AND SAY LORD HAVE MERCY.  THAT SEASONING HAD TIME TO MELT IN THE MEAT.  THE MEAT WOULD FALL OFF THE BONES.  HER TUNA CASSEROLE WAS OUT OF THIS WORLD.  SHE WOULD BAKE IT AND PUT CHIPS ALL AROUND IT.  HER PORK CHOPS WAS SO TENDER SMOTHERED IN GRAVY.  SHE MADE HER OWN SYRUP FROM SCRATCH.  HER GREENS AND CORNBREAD WAS MY FAVORITE SMOTHERED WITH HAM HOCKS TO GIVE IT THAT EXTRA FLAVOR.  HER RED SNAPPER FISH, SEASONED TO THE BONES.  SHE GREW HER OWN GARDEN.  WE HAD PLENTY OF VEGETABLES, NEVER HAD TO SHOP FOR THAT.  YOU CANNOT BUY THIS LOVE IN A SUPERMARKET.  HER CAKES, COOKIES, PIES, LEMON MERINGUE ,  CHOCALATE CREAM PIES.  EVERY DAY WAS THANKSGIVING..

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MY LIFE HAS BEEN A TRAGIC LIFE.  I HAD SUCH A BEAUTIFUL FAMILY.  THEN ONE DAY I LOOKED AROUND AND THEY WERE GONE.  I STEPPED OUT OF ONE WORLD INTO ANOTHER, AND I CANNOT REMEMBER WHO I WAS AND WHAT WAS MY DREAMS AND PLACES I WANTED TO GO, PEOPLE I WANTED TO MEET.  I  CANNOT REMEMBER WHO  THAT GIRL WAS ANYMORE.  I WAS BLOWN OFF COURSE.  I STARTED OUT IN  ONE DIRECTION, THEN THERE WAS A SHIFT , A CURRENT IN THE OCEAN, A STORM THAT LEFT ME ADRIFT AND I WAS HOLDING ON TO A LIFE LINE FOR SUPPORT.  I FOUND MYSELF GOING IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION.  I WAS LOST AT SEA.

ALL IS CALM AND RIGHT WITH THE WORLD.  OUR FUTURE AND DESTINATION IS IN THE PALM OF OUR HANDS.  THERE IS ALWAYS A SILVER LINING IN THE SKY.  EVERYTHING IS FLOWING, LIKE THE TIDE COMING IN FROM THE OCEAN. I AM AGE 17 AND I AM GOING TO FULFILL MY DREAMS OF BEING A LAWYER OR A MODEL, A POET OR A SINGER, AN ACTRESS.

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THEN THERE IS A SHIFT IN THE SEA, A STORM, AND THE RAINS CAME AND SUDDENLY I WAS BLOWN OFF COURSE AND BEYOND MY CONTROL I WAS HEADED IN A DIFFERENT DIRECTION.  THE POWERFUL WAVES HAD ME ADRIFT, THEN I WAS THROWN OVERBOARD AND WAS HOLDING ONTO A LIFELINE, JUST TO STAY AFLOAT.  LIKE MANY OF US I WAS LOST AT SEA.  AND NOW I CANNOT REMEMBER WHO THAT LITTLE GIRL WAS ANYMORE.  THE DREAMS I HAD, THE PLACES I WANTED TO GO, THE PEOPLE I WANTED TO MEET.  IT’S LIKE I STEPPED OUT OF ONE WORLD INTO ANOTHER AND I CANNOT FIND MY WAY BACK HOME.  MY SAFE COMFORT WORLD WAS GONE, AND I AM TRULY LOST AT SEA.

I NEVER THOUGHT IT WOULD END LIKE THIS.  I THOUGHT MY FAMILY WOULD BE TOGETHER FOREVER, BUT THE GROUND SHOOK AND A PATH OPENED UP AND CHANGED MY COURSE FOREVER.  ANY DAY NOW, I’LL BE ALL ALONE

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I WAS BORN INTO A SEA OF SORRY.  TWO WEEKS AFTER I WAS BORN MY FATHER’S BODY WAS DISCOVERED FLOATING IN THE MISSIPPI RIVER.  MY MOM SAID THAT ON THE RADIO THE ANNOUNCER SAID A NEGRO HAS BEEN LOCATED IN THE MISSIPPI