Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Heavenly Garden of Flowers--By John W. (Bill) Williams--United States

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.


  1. I think we all have memories of our Grandmothers and the little things they use to do. Lovely reading, reminding me of my own memories...

    Rhoda Galgiani

  2. Dear Bill,

    Only the sound of the wind
    moves across the empty space
    where Grandmother’s hum echoed

    These lines drew me into your wonderful love and nostalgia for your Grandmother. She's up there with her watering can each time it drizzles.


  3. Thank you, Christine Tate, for the following comment--

    A delightful poem, a sweet, thought provoking message. To be in God's garden is the ultimate reward! Nicely written!

  4. Beautiful poem written in her memory... I am sure she is smiling as each new reader reads it for you... well enjoyed.... God bless

  5. Thank you, Jack Clubb, for the following comment--

    John's poems always leave me with a sense of profound peace. There is so much more than the story of his grandmother here.

  6. Thank you all for your kind comments on John's lovely poem. Inspiration pours from his poetry, which I have been reading for years. It is such a pleasure to have you a part of Whispers John! I will be sending these comments to John which I know he will enjoy.