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Flower Garden

Flower Garden

 
You wonder how you'll make it with too much sadness all around.
The way you thought that life would be as teardrops touch the ground.

Heaven sees the tears you cry and wants for you to know.
Every place a teardrop lands a flower someday will grow.

In honor of the memory of each tear you ever cried.
And for the heart God placed in you that you hold deep inside.

For each and every time He sees each heartache start unfolding.
Longing for the used to be's and those you should be holding.

All the love that's in your heart that all of heaven sent.
Is multiplied ten thousand times with each teardrop that is spent.

With heartbreak and with tragedy in all the things you do.
With love so in abundance it's love that sees you through.

So as you look around you. Don't let your poor heart harden.
For someday where you're standing now will be a flower garden.

Edwin C Hofert
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Gifford Avatar
May 24, 2015 at 7:34 AM
Oh Edwin, this is such a heartfelt and beautiful poem you have written to a friend. (I read your comment to Catherine.) I chose to read "Flower Garden" because I love flowers, but my special flowers are in Heaven, too, especially my son who died from illness many years ago. A 7 & a save
Gifford Avatar
May 24, 2015 at 11:37 AM
I thought you might like to read the poem I wrote when my son, Gary, was near death: "You've picked so many flowers, God, must you have them all!/ Daisy, my Daisy, I watch the petals fall."
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May 24, 2015 at 8:34 AM
Darlene I'm so very sorry to hear about your son. What a reunion that will one day be! Hugs to you today and Have a great weekend.
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May 3, 2015 at 10:35 PM
love it and my garden grows suicide a personal choice
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May 4, 2015 at 2:35 AM
Catherine It's 3:00am here and I'm not entirely awake :) . But I could not read your comment without responding. When this poem was written it was for a friend of mine who had lost a mother to a car accident and a short time later her sister was murdered. So much sadness. If you ever need to talk feel free to contact me. [email protected]
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