Vibrant, colorful and attractive.
A perfect blend of a happy bunch,
Encased in a crystal vase of love.
A thoughtful gift from a loving heart.
A perfect fragrance for the nose.
Once it sat majestically,
On my precious window sill.
Now with wilted hands, it beckons,
For a final resting place.
So it is with human life,
Destined too, to experience,
The fate of the marigold.
One day, entombed in a urn, he too shall sit,
on a favorite mantel.
Until at last he is revived,
To spring forth eternally.
The question then, is this; my friends,
Where will you spend eternity?