My best memory of my maternal grandmother (Mom) Hogan was her beautiful Lilac tree<br /> It bloomed every year in her front garden, facing the sea<br /> <br /> The smell was so enticing and pleasantly sweet<br /> When the wind would blow your way, the scent could not be beat<br /> <br /> Mom Hogan would always clip some and present on her kitchen table<br /> It would be hard to leave the room for the alluring scent, if you were able<br /> <br /> Lilac trees, like pretty wild roses will be around until the end of time<br /> They will always be cherished and never go out of style<br /> <br /> I love to pass by Lilac trees when out for an evening stroll<br /> Their scent and color speak of a beauty that cannot be told<br /> <br /> I will display them like my maternal grandmother used to do<br /> And continue on this lovely tradition Mom Hogan, that reminds me of you~   Submitted By: Alicia "Celeste" Loughrey