May Showers Remind Me of You
It’s sprinkling again,
guess it’s that time of year-
But every now and then
it makes me shed a tear.
And in the drops falling I feel
you further from my side,
I think of the month where
you closed your eyes and died.
It was the third of the month,
actually a Saturday-
A day of rain showers,
unusual for the month of May.
The grey in the clouds held
a sadness, as did I,
maybe cuz’ they lost their
sun and had to darken and cry.
The lilacs blossomed and the
lilies barely bloomed,
but I picked three pink ones
placed them gently on your tomb.
I’ll never forget the scent of
rain pouring on your casket,
but just then in the corner of
my eye I saw a flowered basket.
It held white roses, baby breath
and blue carnations-
In honor of your life,
for you were a God-given creation.
And pinned inside a note
from your husband Joe,
it said how much he loved you
and wished you didn’t have to go.
Salt pouring from my eyes
was disguised by the rain-
But I had a gentle feeling
the sky could feel my pain.
See, life hasn’t been the same
since you passed away,
that’s why I am reminded of you…
during the rain showers in May.
May 6, 2017
Copyright © Lu Loo | Year Posted 2017
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