Remember me like a dry flower,
It may not have any fragrance,
But it will remind you of my existence
Forever in your life.
They say roses fade…
I think they just deepen.
Into a stronger beauty.
It was the delicate strength of the tiny blossoms
That brightened the room even when their season
Thank you,Christene for helping me create beauty out of dry brittle flowers! A bit like my heart.
It is a gift…..
this beauty from Kierra’s life left for us…
Even after she is gone.