The skies have been leaden and
Some palm fronds are dead in
The tropical garden, you see.
No, spring time's not here yet
Vernal Equinox is its outset--
This fact--I have known it for years.
Still, the bulbs and some rhizomes
Pop some color into my home's
Drab winter garden and pots.
But the best thing in bloom now
Isn't showy or highbrow
It's the Herb of Remembrance; it's Rosemary.
This quite humble herb
Is used by cooks quite superb
In dishes with fishes and chicken
But the way I prefer mine
Is smelled like fine wine
With a waft of the scent to my brain
(It helps me work on my thinking
Instead of wine drinking
Too much in the afternoon warmth.)
Rosmarinus officinalis 'prostratus'
Is friendlier to visitors than the "Catus"
As it won't mind a pinch or a snip or a tug
So give it a try
If you chance to stop by--
Your brain and I
Will be ever so glad that you did!
per·i·pa·tet·ic
ˌperēpəˈtedik/
adjective
- 2.Aristotelian.
noun
- 1.a person who travels from place to place.
- 2.an Aristotelian philosopher.
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Thursday, March 7, 2013
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