A Halo Of Flowers Poem by Whitney Nicole Albright*

I propped my elbows on the old white picked fence
And watched the daffodils lie down with the wind
The honey-suckle filled the spring’s thick air
With the daffodils, they too seemed to bend

There I stood, as a curious youg lady
Beautiful plants had my mind racing
Then I spotted a handsome fellow
Walking around the garden, pacing

He held on to a four-leaf clover
So hopeful, he was sincere
And that’s when I saw him walk toward me
That’s when a diamond ring appeared

I only could say yes
As I scratched paint off of the garden gate
I was speechless, struck by awe
Time stood still and seemed to wait

My halo of beautiful flowers
Fell to the ground as I embraced the fellow
Two young lovers confessed their love
In a garden so white and yellow

And I come back now, to this picked fence
I flip the latch, and walk on in
Feebled, I slowly walk to a gray head stone
That marks the resting place of an old friend

I start pondering, in that garden dale
Of a moment I never forgot
Oh, he impacted my life
I shall forget him not

He taught me love has many beauties
Of tulips, honey-suckles and doves
But none of these possess the beauty
That’s so defined by love

For nothing is more amazing
As two lovers in their youth
Holding each other in a garden
Of never ending truth

And the birds sing and flowers sway
With the wind in a lovely tune
In this garden of forever
Where everything always blooms

And the old tire swing still hangs from the willow
And the grass still just as green
But never as beautiful as that day
As it conquered two lovers dreams

And oh, the world is meaningful
With it’s gardens in the distance
But without love, I must say
This world is non-existant

As the pink sun sets in the valley
And I ponder there for hours
I walk over to a peaceful grave
And lay on it, a halo of flowers...