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My Beloved Flowers***

Those flames of  orange marigolds;
Proudly bloomed golden sunflowers;
Perky pink asters;
Lavender, draping-petaled petunias; and 
Deeply velvet, dainty violets 
In my cherished photo, showing
Them arranged for my admiration…
Those were the last flowers I was able to grow,
As I collected their blossoms before
The first frost two years ago and how
Afterwards, my poor health
Prevented my gardening anymore.
But, now I will stare long, and often refer
To the photo of those flowers,
Even putting their colorful faces into 
Paintings  on fine papers.

Imagine, too — what must be due to the inner-
Staying of some childhood 
Innocence — 
Smiling, I confess I wonder 
(just as I do about my favorite trees) 
If the flowers sense my 
Caring, or know at all
That I am a friend?
Do flowers take their flourish on to heaven?
Too, does their
Presence there present 
To God a praising beauty?
And, might any of their
Furthered energy be
Gifted back to us?

Silence.  I do not
Expect they speak
…yet, my heart keeps on
Trying this reach…
I dare not guess about
The infinite dimensions
Of God-created Love…
Nor do I know of the many ways
Death was conquered.

I also have
A single, yellow rose 
I got at 16
From my brother to bless my ballet recital,
Which I kept and pressed
To hold for life…

My beloved flowers now
Grow on in a poem,
Where revitalized in words, 
They may rise
To meet other caring eyes.

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(c) sally young Eslinger 10/10/21
Thanks be to God
***NOTE: please don’t read this piece literally.  I know the Bible says nothing about dead plants.  As a poet, I wonder & ask ?’s. Oh, surely, God & heaven are open to imagination, even more so than our hearts.

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