I Picked Carnations for You

I picked carnations for you~

To show my love~

When your chair is vacant~

They fill the space with memories~

To make me feel complete and~

Not latent when life is tuff.

I picked carnations for you~

For they last a long time~

When the room is empty~

They fill the air with a fragrance~

That reminds me of our cherished times.

I picked carnations for you~

For they endure much~

With strong petals~

They help me to be stalwart~

To go on without you not lying dormant.

I picked carnations for you~

As they can become colors of rainbows~

With their help I can tolerate with resilience~

Life’s many poisoned arrows.

I picked carnations for you~

Back than to keep you well~

Alas they are still in the vase~

As you are gone~

Yet still you are utmost on my mind~

I have wrapped now the bouquet in lace~

To keep like you~

Them for all time.

I picked carnations for you~

To remind me of your presence~

I picked them with tears in my eyes~

For the consoling robust of these flowers~

Give my very being an on going power~

To ease the pain of missing you~

Other wise in life I would be devoured.

I pick carnations for you~

To show my undying love~

I pick carnations everyday for you~

To prove in my mind~

You are still there~

And~

We are still one.

By Lisa J. Warner AKA Lisa Luv

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