Flowers in my garden planted by you:

A memorial of a mother's dream come true;

Love from my daughter and kindness so sweet;

Wiping away all the sorrow that lay at my feet.

A kind act of love brought so much healing for a shame filled heart;

And replaced it with pride that could never be torn apart.

Gentle as a breeze and as warm as the summer sun:

A tender act of kindness, a new day has begun.

I look at the flowers each day

They bloom and I blossom with pride at this beautiful bouquet.

This garden in bloom will foreverr stay in my heart;

Blossoming forever, never to depart.

© Gerri McKinley

**This poem was written for me by my mother when I planted her a flower garden on mother's day**

Original artwork by John William Waterhouse

Graphics © Terra Incognita Graphics