Geraniums are always cheering – all kinds of geraniums, whether the dainty scented types or the bursting red garden ones. Years ago I found a poem that helps me maintain an attitude of contentment… since I have often overwintered my geraniums in the windowsill.

Red Geraniums

by Martha Haskell Clark
Life did not bring me silken gowns,
Nor jewels for my hair,
Nor signs of gabled foreign towns
In distant countries fair,
But I can glimpse, beyond my pane,
a green and friendly hill,
And red geraniums aflame
upon my window sill

The brambled cares of everyday,
The tiny humdrum things,
May bind my feet when they would stray,
But still my heart had wings
While red geraniums are bloomed
against my window glass,
And low above my green-sweet hill
the gypsy wind-clouds pass.

And if my dreamings n’er come true,
The brightest and the best,
But leave me lone my journey through,
I’ll set my heart at rest,
And thank God for home-sweet things,
a green and friendly hill,
And red geraniums aflame
upon my window sill.

Spring is just around the corner, when we will be able to plant our geraniums outside and fill containers on the porch. Now that’s a cheerful thought!

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