Imagine these flowers as the size of a potted chrysanthemum that a friend brought me as a hostess gift about a year ago; maybe a five-inch potted plant.
The potted plant looked so pretty and I thought what a shame that the flowers would soon die and that would be the end of it. But later when the blooms wilted, I put the pot outside and cut back the dead flowers. Out on the deck, I kept the worst of the frost off the plant all winter.
In the spring it got new green growth and wanted to be a tall plant. I should have cut it back, but didn’t, so it got a bit leggy.
But look how it bloomed in spite of me! Next spring I’ll try to keep it pruned better and who knows, I might get even more flowers – if that is even possible.
Anyway, it’s a beautiful way to remember a friend. I smile whenever I look at this mum.
If you should want to please a chum,
Just give them a chrysanthemum,
These yellow blooms are like the sun,
They tend to cheer up everyone.
A hostess gift that stayed alive
And has a strong will to survive,
It blooms for such a long, long while,
Eliciting a frequent smile.