A single red hibiscus flower
Waits for me this very hour
In my garden small and quaint
Reminding me of one dear saint.
Who knew me when
I was a dream back then
Before my time and hour came
Giving my heart its burning flame.
While here I rest, ponder and gaze
At this beauty of beauties in the shade.
Amazed at the way it bends in the breeze
As if genuflecting next to me
Hands together, petal to petal
Love upon me gently settles
Deep within my aching heart
Praying for a brand new start.
Here inside this garden gate
Where whispers of my mother waits
With love beyond the grave’s cold ground
In this red hibiscus flower found.