I walk to the garden in the cool morning air,

Wanting someone to meet me there,

As much as I hope, As much as I pray,

I know I'll be alone in the garden this day,

The one I wait for has been gone so long,

Only a memory, for a better place is where she's gone.

The flowers that have grown surround me,

Flowers that grow from the seeds of her love,

Or maybe from pieces of me,

You planted them so long ago,

I've passed my time just watching them grow,

With everyday that does pass,

The flowers like the pain inside are here to last,

Twenty years I've come to this place,

The serenity waiting for loves embrace,

How long do I have to wait for the pain to subside?

I want it all to go away,

Is it my pain I carry inside?

My refusal to let go,

That nurtures the garden, helping it grow?

How can I let go of this beautiful place?

In every flower I see your face,

I see my memories wherever I look,

They stand before me, Pages from a book,

Like all the times your where by my side,

All the nights you held me when I cried,

When I was sick you'd played with my hair,

But it was you, who were sick,

I wasn't there.

Maybe that's why I come to this garden now,

Memories of you keep me safe,

With everything I am, I owe to you,

Every piece of this garden I've built for you,

I love you mom; you’ll forever live in my heart.

Thank you for taking the time and allowing me time to share a piece of me with all of you.

Jerry