Laying there still,the flowers are reminders of good times, Springtime arrives,as that day solemnly rewinds. Planting the seeds of memories from long ago, As flowers are in bloom,it's hope we know.
Take me back 10 years,to your final goodbye, New life is dawning,I smile and,never cry. I can't,because while you were resting,I saw flowers all around, Speaking to me gladness,while you were laid into the ground.
Any way,I knew I would have to take some seeds, To plant forever memories and the hope that will breed. A sad poem? NO, just of somebody not forgotten, It would have been a shame,if I saw all those flowers rotting.
