Therese Gramercy . . . the girl named Trees



I’ll be with you
where the lilacs are,
whether they be near or far.

Remember the lavender color,
and their fragrance too,
I will never be that far from you.

I will send them to you
on the worst days you face,
to weather the storm with your classic grace.

When you see them,
lift your head and glance to the sky,
and imagine me smiling down into your eyes.