Garden of Memories
In the Garden of Memories they both lie,
side by side beneath the clear blue sky.
Mom went first, tired and worn;
Dad just couldn't bear to go on alone.
The Garden of Memories is the richest place I know,
where all unfulfilled hopes and forgotten dreams go.
What lessons were learned, what wisdoms were gained,
what fights that were not fought in vain.
At the end of our life can we look back and say.....
I learned the truth along the way.