10Jun. ’10 Mountain Cinquain [Photo by Jeffsmallwood via Flickr] My mom sprays me with the garden hose. Overnight marigolds are eaten. By what, we don’t know. By Sarah Gerald Kindergarten Share this:FacebookTwitterEmailMoreStumbleUponPinterestLike this:LikeBe the first to like this post. Posted by jrwatson5. Categories: formal, mother, nature, place, poetry, writers in the schools. Tags: cinquain, marigolds. Leave a comment