I clutch daisies and lilies from
My garden for you,
Surrounded by so many stones
Each proclaiming a family name –
Each a loss to someone who loved.
Flowers perch atop that require no care,
Need no water or sunlight
A rusted birdhouse
A morning dove coos
Dappled sunlight dances through the leaves.
Leaves rustle under the
Pink and blue checked fleece blanket.
The soft breeze a gentle hug
I close my eyes to feel its embrace.
I close my eyes and
Lean into the beauty.