A Special Day

I have been meaning to post on here and what better day to start than today.

6 years ago a dear friend of mine left us with no explanation why. It feels like it was yesterday. This poem was given to me by its author who told me that one day it would mean a lot to me. And now it does.

WORDS AND FLOWERS
by Lawrence D. Sauvage

Flowers after,
Like words
When not said,
Are not flowers
And, are not words.

Give flowers, and
Your best words,
Before they become
No flowers,
And not words

Your friend
Should have been
Given them both
When they
Would have appreciated
Their worth
And the value
You gave
To that friendship.

My friend,
Forgive me,
For the flowers
Not sent,
And the words
Not given.