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.