What Shall I Leave You
What shall I leave you when I leave you
a cluster of stars clutched against my chest
drawers full of lavender or my Monet broach?
What shall I leave you when I leave
that special card that has your signature and name
or the sound of my voice in the hallways of time
What shall I leave at the foot of memory hill
a sprig of thyme from my garden so sublime
or a carved out sun, inside your wishing well
What shall I leave at the foot of memory hill
a few forget-me-nots perhaps a Mystic Rose?
What shall I leave behind for your sweet pick,
perhaps a waxen white, untainted candle wick?
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2020
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