The Theme at Rain’s Garden this Thursday is to create with your birth flower. Mine is a Chrysanthemum which I was not happy with growing up. Mine was a boring brown flower and my sister got to be a beautiful rose. Now I know that they come in all kinds of colors and work great around veggies to keep the bugs away. I made this journal page using a vintage postcard. I found the poem online so that you could read it easier. I enjoyed finding bits and pieces to create this collage journal entry. Stay well and keep creating!
Life’s Mirror
By Madeline S. Bridges
There are loyal hearts, there are spirits brave,
There are souls that are pure and true;
Then give to the world the best that you have,
And the best will come back to you.
Give love, and love to your life will flow,
A strength in your utmost need;
Have faith, and a score of hearts will show
Their faith in your work and deed.
Give truth, and your gift will be paid in kind,
And honor will honor meet;
And the smile which is sweet will surely find
A smile that is just as sweet.
Give sorrow and pity to those who mourn;
You will gather in flowers again
The scattered seeds from your thought outborne
Though the sowing seemed but vain.
For life is the mirror of king and slave,
‘Tis just what we are and do;
Then give to the world the best that you have
And the best will come back to you.
WIT & WISDOM
- The word “chrysanthemum” comes from the Greek words “chrys” meaning golden and “anthemion,” meaning flower. Its original color was golden, though mums now come in many colors.
- Both the Chinese and Japanese consider mums an emblem of youth. The Chinese also believe that it prevents gray hair.
- It’s said that a single petal placed in the bottom of a glass of wine enhances longevity. In the language of flowers a red mum means “I love you” and a white mum means innocence, purity, and pure love.
- The mum is November’s birth flower.
- Mums repel insects
Creativeseconds 
Beautiful post, love the collage and the wonderful words. I love chrysanthemums and have them in various colours on my balcony. Have a great day, stay safe, hugs, Valerie
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Lov your art and that poem carry so much wisdom pertient to todays situation
Thanks for dropping by my blog today
Much💚🌎💙love
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This is a wonderful posting with the poem !!! stay healthy!
Greetings Elke
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Such a lovely collage! I love how you put the bits and pieces of collage together and the poem is so beautiful 😁. Happy Friday and have a wonderful weekend! Stay safe and keep well! Hugs, Jo x
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I think I am well beyond the age of bearing fruit … more like the withering stage, but your collage is anything but withering. In fact it is quite beautiful as is your chosen poem that speaks much to some and to some and to others it will fall on deaf ears as that is the age we are living in. But truth is truth and facts are facts even if some don’t want to believe it … I wonder, however, who will pay the price for their ignorance. Sorry didn’t mean to get carried away, especially since I found your post to be delightful and uplifting. I sometimes fall pray to the anger that lingers inside me because of what is happening in our country. I hope you are staying safe and remain well …
Andrea @ From the Soul
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it is a beautiful journal page you created 🙂
Take care, stay safe these days.
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You are a mine of information Karen! I love your info about your birth flower. I don’t like those sad bunches of mums you get in petrol stations (maybe you don’t have this across the pond!) but I love the little pom pom ones and the looser petalled ones and they really do come in all shapes, sizes and colours! What a beautiful journal page and a wonderful poem, thank you! Vicky x
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Lovely vintage florals at the heart of this page, and lovely vintage ephemera too. The chrysanthemum is such a bold, strong, beautiful flower – I hope it’s grown on you since you used to be envious of your sister’s rose birth flower!
Alison x
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Hi Karen 🙂 That’s a lovely collage and a beautiful poem. The chrysanthemum is so pretty…too bad you didn’t think of your sister’s flower as thorny lol…it may have made you envy it less! 😉
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