Blue Light And Blue Skies

Today your Lilac

is gloriously blooming

in the sky above your small grave.

As I walk by many times,

all the gnomes are always present

while little pixie friends play.

 

I reached some flowers.

See them here for you.

Butterflies now grace our garden

as golden dandelions shine,

I see you resting in the violet leaves

of where you came to be.   

 

There is blue light with me at night

as I lie in a warm bed

listening to blackbirds singing in the dark,

calling the dawn of morning.

 

My heart is with you Bobby, and the lilacs.

This is my 700th post to Come Blossom Come Fruit.

When I started here in August 2012 Poppy, my Italian Greyhound

was with me constantly, so, in my deep grief,

many lovely verses came to me when she died

in early September 2013.