Consolation Poem by Edwina Reizer

Consolation



All the roses that I see now
I planted where you're not.
And all of those roses still do bloom
in my favorite spot.

There you were buried not long ago
and I visit where you're not.
For surely a soul as sweet as yours
would never grace a plot.

But still I visit and water the roses
and pray that you can see
what this small act of tending
has been able to do for me.

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