I look upon the flowers,
Touched by the morning dew,
Each one holds special meaning,
Reminding me of you,
The soft red rose,
That's like your face,
Your rosy cheeks,
Your warm embrace,
The Daisies smile,
Just like you did,
A radiant smile,
You rarely hid,
The Honeysuckle,
Entwined around so neat,
Just like you,
It's presence sweet,
The Primrose has a look so grand,
I tenderly reach out,
And touch it with my hand,
As I did, long ago with you,
In these flowers I see everyday,
Are wonderful memories in every way,
Amongst them,
I will always be with you,
This is the heaven,
I share with you.
Jayne Louise Davies
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