I can recall flowers from many occasions--
sometimes more than the words that were said as they were given.
To bring comfort or healing, as expressions of joy or celebration, they add life to our lives.
And remind us of its beauty.
The tender petals that soften the stone interior of a large church,
stand atop stems that occupy a young woman’s hands--
until hers are joined with her husband’s
and share, with them, their first day as man and wife.
Witnesses to their vows.
I still remember the flowers from the day she was born.
Passing 23 years in a day.
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