Gardening

With time comes healing and hope.

Take a stroll down
Memory Lane
Just to peek at the lilies pale
as Death on a child's face.
The longer you stare
the less you can see
as the changing winds stir
up the          dust
stings as it clouds the whites
of your eyes and the
memories sneak out
and roll down
your cheeks.
Maybe the    mud
will help
the lilies grow.