Lay love, if honestly, for who needs petals,
petals wilt and die,
as so they must,
lay love upon the earth, where life is buried,
love returns to source,
as all, to dust.
Lay love where’er we visit, who needs roses,
flowers fade away
like coloured time,
lay love upon each head, before the tombstones,
‘ere the death, lay love,
most potent sign.
The legacy was love, who mentioned flowers,
flowers are forgotten,
turn to seed,
lay love, upon each passing, before passing,
love’s wreath is all t’was asked for,
all we need.
“The legacy was love, who mentioned flowers,”
Indeed. Very good write.
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Thanks, Lisa.x
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Very poetic and quite mournful, but very readable poetry too 🙂
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Thank you. 🙂
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AM I’d like offer this as a poem in my services. It is beautiful, please let me know if not okay. I would acknowledge you as the Author of course.
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Not a problem, Jen. Nothing would give me greater pleasure than to think the words may bring comfort.x
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Thank you darling, very kind of you. ❤️xx
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This is such a lovely way of expressing appropriate responses to losing a loved one. “Lay love,” wonderful!
I have said “no cut flowers” since they need to be plants to keep on living for the family to take home and plant. . . My grandpa’s wish in 1980. ♡
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