© Marian Jones
Memory Gardens
A blackbird sang its late sweet song,
as dusk began to fall.
And outside in the garden,
I thought I heard you call.

The garden was your pride and joy,
created just for me.
So, it wouldn't be surprising,
it's here you'd want to be.

The perfume, of the roses,
hangs sweetly in the air.
The petals fall, so gently,
and scatter everywhere.

Roses are a symbol
of love that's pure and true.
So, when the roses bloom,
I always think of you.

Lilies, as white as snowflakes,
you cherished them so much.
And now, my heart is aching
as I miss your tender touch.

They remind me of the day
we were joined in wedded bliss,
Lilies in my bouquet
and the magic of your kiss.

Honeysuckle grows,
the common hedgerow kind.
It has the sweetest scent,
leaves a memory behind.

I recall the times we spent here,
on tranquil summer days.
Wondrous days we shared,
until we went our separate ways.

Flowers in the garden,
blooming everywhere,
Reminding me of lost love
and grief that's hard to bear.

In the center of it all
stands a weeping willow tree.
It seems to share my mood,
as it sheds its tears with me.

Somewhere another garden,
I'm sure that you now tend.
And, in the one you left behind,
I hope my heart will mend.

So, until we meet again,
hear me whisper, "Dear, goodnight."
You left our lovely garden
when God called you to the Light.
(Posted here with author's permission.)
Rainbow Faith, words of Inspiration, Faith & Hope for the bereaved.
A Christian Grief Ministry
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