Heavenly Garden of Flowers
Only the sound of the wind
moves across the empty space
where Grandmother’s hum echoed
as she cared for her flower garden.
When others admired her flowers,
she’d reply with a modest thank you;
then, with a smile as bright as the morning sun,
she continued hoeing…
We miss her and wish she were here
caring for her flowers.
Yet, my heart fills with joy
as I visualize her moving along,
humming happily in God’s flower garden.
John W. (Bill) Williams is a retired language arts and children’s literature educator. He lives in Martin, GA, where he stays busy with his art and poetry. He has been published in a variety of venues.