Wildflowers
for My Love
I picked
some wildflowers for my love
this
morning, a nice little bunch of beautiful
daisies, and
a fern for dressing, on my way
home from
Midland where I went for groceries
while Lynn cleaned
out the fridge; —
“They’re beautiful,”
Lynn said. “I got Daisies.
Thank you,” she
said again, kissing me.
I’ve always
picked wildflowers for my love,
beginning in
Northwestern Ontario where we
came from;
but here in Tiny Township,
Georgian Bay,
it became a habit, so fecund
is it here with
wildflowers; —
I always
start in the spring with the luscious
yellow Marsh
Marigolds, then the ever-so
lovely smelling
Lilac flowers that I pick
from the
wild Lilac bushes that I discovered
on Concession
Roads 5 and 10 on my way
to and from Midland;
and then the Black-Eyed
Susans, followed
later in summer by the
proudly standing
Tiger Lilies; —
And I always
end my summer picking
with the abundant
Golden Rod that I so love
for its green-and
yellow golden meld
that becomes
gloriously golden and always
brightens up
our home in Tiny Beaches
before the
wintery days set in.
Composed in Tiny Beaches,
Georgian Bay, Southcentral
Ontario
Friday,
June 19, 2026,
The Power of Habit: Small,
repeated acts build a strong bond over time.
Nature and Time: Flowers change with the
seasons. They mark the passing of time from spring to winter.
Memory and Place: Moving to a new home
brings new traditions. The past in Ontario connects to the present in Tiny
Township.
The poem starts with an everyday chore. The speaker
goes to Midland for groceries. On the way back, he finds flowers. His partner,
Lynn, is cleaning the fridge. This shows a normal, real-life couple. The
daisies and fern bring sudden beauty into a regular day. Lynn's happy thank-you
shows her deep gratitude.
The speaker looks back at their history. He began
picking flowers far away in Northwestern Ontario. Now, they live in Tiny
Township by Georgian Bay. This new place is full of life. The land is so rich
with plants that his kind act became a regular habit.
The poem moves through the year using different
flowers:
Spring: Bright yellow Marsh Marigolds start the year.
Late Spring: Sweet Lilac bushes grow on
local concession roads.
Summer: Black-Eyed Susans and tall Tiger Lilies
bloom next.
Late Summer: Golden Rod brings bright
color before the cold winter arrives.
Warm and Conversational: The
poem feels like a personal diary entry or a cozy chat.
Specific and Real: The
author names real places like Midland, Concession Roads, and Tiny Beaches.
This makes the poem feel true and grounded.
Long, Flowing Thoughts: The
lines stretch out like a long memory, connected by punctuation that mimics
natural speech.
Here is a breakdown of the meaning behind the poem.
Small gifts: The speaker picks flowers
on a normal trip for groceries.
A long history: This is not a new romance.
The speaker has done this since they lived in Northwestern Ontario.
Gratitude: Lynn's sweet reaction shows they appreciate each
other after many years together.
Moving together: The couple moved from
Northwestern Ontario to Tiny Township near Georgian Bay.
Local details: The poet names real places
like Midland, Concession Roads, and Tiny Beaches.
Nature's bounty: The word
"fecund" means the land is fertile and full of life. The area is
packed with beautiful, wild plants.
Spring: It starts with bright Marsh Marigolds and
sweet-smelling Lilacs.
Summer: Next come Black-Eyed Susans and tall Tiger Lilies.
Autumn and Winter: It ends
with Golden Rod. This bright flower warms up their home before the cold winter
arrives.
Growing old: The passing seasons mirror
a long, happy marriage that stays bright even as time goes on.
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