Grief Garden Poems

Quote By Poet "The faces of pretty flowers will brighten anyone's day."

Here in a lovely garden we sit,
growing very close-knit.
Our faces of pretty color,
are bigger...

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The garden you planted is regrowing,
Just like you said it would—
But the desolate husks of last summer’s foliage 
Still stand stark;
Everlasting monuments
Of what once was.

Yet...

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Although the rose is unadorned by dew, rain or sun… she shines still brighter when all her work is done. ~ quote by poet

If often...

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I started out as a pretty rose bud,
the rains are coming maybe even a flood.
Then the bright sun will come out,
my pedals open up without...

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Pretty gardens, peaceful grounds praying gratefully.  

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Red, red roses, you flowers of immortal love
You first blossomed in God’s Garden for Eve
In my garden too, you bloom so bright
I tend you with...

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My garden comes alive at night,
many flowers do not bloom by day.
In the middle of the night, 
my garden is in full swing.
The Blue Bells are...

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Life starts at birth, 
then it begins to unfold. 
As time passes, 
the world shows it's face. 
When we think of birth, 
we often think of a new born baby. 
Life...

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I walked across the sparkling morning dew.
A path where once uncommon beauty grew.
A bench we shared, woeful, lone, and broken, 
echoes a promise that we...

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Like a flower, about to bloom, 
Though instead, growing in gloom,
The 'healthy' soil 'helping' us grow,
Filled with toxins, sprouting so slow.

Look at them, loving their...

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In a pretty rose garden we were having tea,                      the butterflies were kissing the flowers...

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I'm the writer of my yarn
I am the painter of my doom
Thousands of phantoms here me warn
From opened window of my room

They walk and crawl...

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Grandma has a pretty flower garden,                   ...

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April filled with love
Pretty blue skies with big clouds
Rain will bring a bath
Iris and flowers will grow
Lovely gardens springing up...

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With gossamer filaments strewn
on the tombstone where grandma’s entombed,
the ghost’s visit was brief,
said goodbye to his grief.
Through the gateway he drifted,
warm with thoughts he’d been...

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