This is wrote for anyone who ever visits a Cemetery with flowers for their loved ones.
Today I went and put flowers on your grave,
I wasn't strong, inspiring or even brave,
I sat there and sobbed with my heart feeling torn,
Regretting the day I learned you'd gone.
I also took a candle, a figurine and a balloon,
To celebrate your birthday that is coming up soon,
I thought about Lillie's, but bought roses instead.
They are a vibrant and beautiful shade of Red.
I emptied the vase of the cold stale water,
I cut down the roses so they stood a little shorter,
I placed them near the headstone and they stood with pride,
With the candle I left burning sat alongside.
An hour I spent talking between tears,
Telling you how much I wished you were here,
But as I turned to leave the Grey sky went away,
And the beautiful sunshine came out on display.
My tears disappeared by a smile they were replaced,
As I felt the sunshine burning down on my face,
It filled me with peace and hope and love,
As I knew it was you smiling at me from above.
So next time I visit the cemetery with flowers,
I'll know no matter how many minutes or hours,
That I sit alone crying my tears,
You are close to me, always drawing near.
For the 'Grave' is just a garden where flowers are planted,
It's where permission to shed tears and emotions are granted,
But it's also the knowledge that life doesn't end,
It's knowing that I'll see you again one day my friend.