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?