Tuesday, September 20, 2022

Calla lily’s promise

As we age the losses grow: 
White calla lilies leave the garden, 
Falling onto caskets, into graves, 
But leave behind this unexpected 
Promise of new life, new friendships; 
A garden that will overflow again in spring.
 Love never dies, but comes again and multiplies: 
Lives lost leave love in their wake.

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