the hibiscus

whenever i see those beautiful hibiscus flowers blossoming in my garden,the sweet memories of my dearest grand mother fills my heart.she was an ardent admirer of flowers.but this particular hibiscus was her favorite.the flower is very beautiful with the contrasting colours of white and dark pink.i remember my granny lovingly fondling them and watering them with much care.the hibiscus bush,like my granny,is old but charming.the flower looks even more beautiful at morn when the sunlight makes the dewdrops in its petals glow.it reminds me of granny's loving deeds.the bush still stands there as a symbol of my granny's love to me.seeing the bush at full bloom today,my love and gratefulness to my granny multiplies.