Here, in this place, this haphazard garden, is peace. The lavender spills into the path, breaking free of its boundaries. The bright orange Mexican sunflowers with their golden pom-pom centers, are blooming even now in late November. Bees hover around the milkweed, gathering pollen…
It seems like only yesterday since you took your last breath. Life circles and cycles through, we carry on, as if nothing important happened when we said goodbye.
Silent heart flutters
Love and Roses -Linda Lee Lyberg A rose can smell so sweet Yet cut you like a knife Its thorns will pierce deep And rob you of your life