Flower Garden

The colors are so brilliant
they make me smile
some can make me weep
some have been plated for those that are gone
and some for those
that never were

Pinks, purples
yellows
oranges
blues with white
deep red
even blacks

I mend the soil, I keep it neat
I remove said weeds
and preen where I see fit
all I know is that this flower garden
holds many memories of those here and gone