If the rain fell lavender today
it would bring you back
arms full of blossoms
sweet scented with love
that silly way you had of saying
I love you that needed no words.
I’m sure I heard you laugh today
just as the rain began to fall.
You gave tiny bunches of violets
sweet scented hyacinths, lilacs
a lavender fine china cat
for no reason other than love.
Lilacs were blooming
when you let go of my hand.
I won’t be far you said.
Each spring lavender sings of you.