Poems and Thoughts    by Frank Maurer

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Rowan Amongst Our Flowers. My grandson, Rowan, is growing calmer And for a five-year-old, focus is developing. From the time he was two, he always brought me a flower, When he came to our multifaceted farm. He had a cow, tortoises, and emu to visit with, But flowers and leaves seemed to take A large part of his focus and thought. We have had early rain for a change this December, Thus coaxing narcissus bulbs to burst forth. After visiting me with his father over burritos, He roamed into a mass of narcissus blooms. These were planted over the years to Supply product for my farmers markets. Now, they 'lie fallow', blooming outrageously, But with no harvest. They are there for the taking And Rowan revels in their scented glory. Such pleasure he has in viewing and smelling, And picking for me and his mother and Dad. For me, it is sad I can no longer attend markets, But it is so worth it, that Rowan thoroughly enjoys wandering Through this plethora of blossoms, overwhelming his spirit. Such joy to see and be a part of this with him. Frank Maurer 18 January 2026 0415 Hours.