In Your Garden of Memory

In the garden of my memories, where the seeds of love were sown, There blossoms a flower, so rare, for a mother I've known. With petals of your kindness, and a scent of selfless care, In the garden of my heart, Mom, you're always blooming there. Each memory a petal, each laugh a leaf so green, In your garden of love, the brightest hues I've seen. You nurtured me with tenderness, through sunshine and through rain, In the soil of your love, Mom, I grew without disdain. Now the garden feels empty, the sky a bit more gray, Since the day the winds of time, swept you far away. But in my heart, your garden lives, in every tear I weep, In dreams, I stroll down its paths, in nights I cannot sleep. Your love, a perennial bloom, in the depths of my soul, Guiding me, lighting me, making me whole. In the garden of your memory, I find my solace, my guide, For though you're gone, within me, Mom, forever you reside. Your spirit, like a gentle rose, in the garden of the past, A love so pure and deep, in my heart forever cast. I'll tend to these memories, cherish each bloom with care, For in the garden of my heart, Mom, you're forever there.