You came to me with a bright bouquet of, 'Forget Me Nots'
So that I would always remember you.
You also gave me a bouquet of, 'Yellow Sunflowers'
to shine and sparkle my mornings, glistening dew.
You once brought me a bouquet of, 'Morning Glories'
You said there were to brighten up my days.
And a blossoming bouquet of, 'Moon Flowers'
to bring in light of night, with power of beams rays.
You once gave me a bunch of, 'Dandy Lions'
saying that their roar would keep away any danger!
While you went off to fight a childs make believe war
dressed up like a real little Power Ranger!
My Dearest son I have pressed those flowers
that you had given me so long ago.
And I planted from the seeds they gave
a field of your assorted bouquets and more!
Thank you for all the memories my son
as I look across my brightly flowered fields.
Of all the gifts they too will bring another
as I harvest the flowers
from a childs innocencent love they'll yield.
Linda Winchell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/all-the-flowers-you-ve-picked-for-me/
