she said

Thank God for the spring flowers, she said, and thank God for the garden that was behind her house, filled with beautiful, colors only the beginning of the season, but still in ravishing bloom. Thank God she was here, she said, admiring the magnificent view, the garden, and thanks for the balcony beyond the shimmering pool, she said, admiring the sun's brilliance and the warm cup of Irish coffee and the New York Times and …

…bright yellow dandelions the intersperse themselves in the green grass always trying to cover the grass completely. And Dylan, the poet, she said, Who was always high atop his glorious “Fern Hill', and Madonna, whom she watched in the eighties, dancing and singing her way to the top, and Paul, she said, Who helped to spread Jesus' words of wisdom, regardless of the obstacles and the persecution, and who opened minds and touched hearts everywhere.