In Memory Of Flowers

Began on 10 November 2005.

This winter
Your garden is covered in snow
I leave my footprints down your driveway
Your rose bushes are cold

I was apart:
My feet and heart were caught up
Someplace else; But I would have come
If I could have seen you cry
Far away, I couldn’t hear you sigh

Where do dead flowers go?
Where do dead flowers grow?
Tell me –
Do they bloom in heaven
With you?

The quiet,
Echoes through the empty hours
The hallways are full of meaningless sound
And vases of faded flowers

Now that I’m here:
There’s nothing left to remind me
All silent; except the wind in the door
I savour the scent of the past
I linger, now that I’m here at last

Where do dead flowers go?
Where do dead flowers grow?
In heaven?
Do they bloom in heaven
With you?

I’d like to think that they were happy –
Just like you
(c) Sylphide