Food Coloring in water
that filled a vase.
Grandpa ran to the field
to pick Queen Anne's Lace.

What color would they turn,
pink, yellow, sky blue?
In just a little while they'd turn
such a magnificent hue.

The flowers turned
what ever color you put in.
That was my Grandpa though,
but he so happily grinned.

Why couldn't I see it,
the beauty and love therein?
The flowers stuck in water,
with food coloring dropped in.

Now I sit in the Autumn of life,
seeing things in a different light.
Grandpas grin tending flowers of lace,
burns in my mind so vivid and bright.

You know where I'm heading
at the first sight of bloom?
To get some Queen Anne's Lace
for my own living room!




Written by: S. Matheson
3/3/2006


Queen Anne's Lace