... Where do flowers go when
they die? Like everything else
I have ever loved, they're gone
too soon. Are they resurrected,
to live forever? Or is it, once
they're dead, they're dead,
never to be remembered? God
forbid. Like my Daddy, my Mom
--- picked before I was ready.
Want them here, but if You
needed them, nothing I can do
but pray they're in Your garden.
So fragrant in it's tenderness and reasoning, Karla, and so appropriately "childlike" in its questioning and desires. This is a gorgeous tribute and devotional, to both the eternality of a precious bloom and the forever garden of the parent-child love relationship. Bless you, xx
Sweet and meaningful write, Karla; the flowers, like your loved ones, are remembered by you and thus live on forever. Thank you. Amour et paix, ton ami de la C-B, Canada,
I guess flowers are truly a great methaphor for the ones who we love and who pass on. In life they offer colour,scent and beauty but in death they live on in our memories but their actual bodies return to the earth as seed for new live and fertilizer to help it grow beautiful.
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yes...flowers always look so well in the garden, thatz the place for them..sad when they die.. Nice write Karla. Best wishes and Thanks for sharing. Neerja
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YES DEAR, EVEN MANSIONS IN HEAVEN HAVE GARDENS ...
WHICH NEED BEAUTIFUL FLOWERS!
TK.
Georg
John
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Newfie hugs are on the way, Rose
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D
Love the piccy, too!