Standard Posted by Brenda Davis Harsham Posted on July 28, 2015 Posted under Photography, Poetry Comments 31 Comments Zinnia Days Bugs may nibble, and the rain drizzle, but my color flares for you. Heat may wilt, or age bring a droop, but my petals widen for you. Your smile holds the sun; your scent perfumes the air. Always I dream of you. Copyright 2015 Brenda Davis Harsham Ways to Share this:EmailPrintMoreTwitterTumblrPinterestPocketFacebookGoogleLinkedInRedditLike this:Like Loading... Related bloomFlowerlovenaturepoemPoetryzinnia Post navigation ← Wordless Wednesday – The Glimmer Covered Bridge → 31 thoughts on “Zinnia Days” That photo is stunning and the poem do romantic! LikeLike Reply Thanks, Oliana. I don’t usually put up poems about love, but I thought this poem was right for my site. LikeLike Reply I bet you could write just about anything, Brenda. LikeLike Reply LOL Well, maybe. LikeLike Reply Beautiful through & through! LikeLike Reply Thanks! I loved your cave pictures. Would love to see that one day. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks Brenda! Maybe check on the web if you have any caves nearby. I had no idea we had this cave close-by until Alexandria brought the field-trip permission form home. LikeLike Reply Good point! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Reblogged this on thinkingpinkx2 and commented: Lovely smile from Brenda! We love our pink friends! ❤ LikeLike Reply AWE always I dream of you too! I know that flower loves you because it’s so beautiful and smiling right back at you! I can see it! I’m going to reblog this too! I love this Pink Brenda! So will JM when she gets her new phone! ❤ LikeLike Reply Yeah! I love your enthusiasm and capacity for joy, my sweet friend. I’m glad you like my pink Zinnia. 🙂 LikeLike Reply I always love everything you post! I have been hanging with my favorite little man! Ezra! He’s sleeping now so I thought I would Pink some! ❤ MM Yay! We swam till our arms were number yesterday! ❤ MM LikeLike Reply You are a terrific Auntie. I wish my kids had such a cool auntie! LikeLike Reply Such a refreshing poem to read with that beautiful flower ! 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks! I’m so glad you liked it. LikeLike Reply Pleasure 🙂 LikeLike Reply I love this poem. My petals are drooping but my colors are still bright. 🙂 LikeLike Reply I know it! You shine, my friend. 🙂 LikeLike Reply Beautiful, Brenda. 🙂 LikeLike Reply Thanks! LikeLike Reply Utterly, fluttering-ly beautiful poem LikeLike Reply Thanks, Christy! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply awww LikeLike Reply 😀 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Very pretty flower. Like the poem too. 🙂 LikeLike Reply Thanks! The flower was even prettier in person. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply I can imagine. LikeLike Reply One of the first flowers I ever cultivated as a kid and still a favorite! Love the poem & the foto! LikeLike Reply A neighbor always plants dozens of zinnias. Such a feast to the senses. LikeLike Reply P e r f e c t ! 🙂 LikeLike Reply Thanks! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Comments welcome! Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) w Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.