  Through many years our bonds did grow,
In friendship's garden where I trace;
Each memory that we shared in life..
And once again I see your face. 
If friends were flowers you have been
Growing strong beside me there.
I know that I have been in yours.
We tended each with loving care. 
Our flowers bloomed as life moved on;
Becoming very closely bound.
I saw you. Was it yesterday?
Your laughter? I still hear the sound. 
Such memories we shared dear friend,
In a garden filled with love.
We carefully tended what God made,
Because He blessed it from above. 
Your earthly petals have faded;
They now began to fall apart.
I quickly gathered them all up,
And pressed them closely in my heart. 
Now I shall stand and count the hours,
As my petals too will someday fade...
And when we meet in Heavens Garden,
We'll be the colors we were made.
By Carol Bouche' Ottlinger
Copyright July 2003
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