HOLLYHOCK TEA When I grow old, I’ll raise turnips
And try to like turnip stew,
But now that I’m young, I raise hollyhocks
And asters, and marigolds too.
And try to like turnip stew,
But now that I’m young, I raise hollyhocks
And asters, and marigolds too.
Raising turnips is sadness
That is why I dread growing old,
Do you think I could live on hollyhock tea
Or shop with the marigold gold?
That is why I dread growing old,
Do you think I could live on hollyhock tea
Or shop with the marigold gold?
Perhaps my flowers will remember
And make intercession for me,
And old age will come along gayly
And help me make hollyhock tea.
And make intercession for me,
And old age will come along gayly
And help me make hollyhock tea.
I am going to work today...a week under my belt.
Annie in Little Rock and Patsy on Chicken Ridge are
raising Hollyhocks to make a sweet glass of tea and
shopping on Marigold Gold!
Poem is by Mary Elizabeth Mahnkey from the book,
"A Candle Within her Soul". The book is edited by Ellen
Gray Massey and is a favorite book of mine...Patsy
recommended it.
4 comments:
I know you are glad its friday!! I got put on call today so I am loafing.
ei love her poems.
Wouldn't it be lovely to have hollyhock tea? Can one really brew a drinkable tea from the flowers or leaves? I'm off to do a google search.
You're ready for the weekend, I imagine. Have fun.
Well I've never heard of hollyhock tea!
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