Writing Marigolds [PG]

[Spiritbreeze]

[FONT=Garamond][COLOR=Black][B]Marigolds[/B][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DimGray]Quietly lying asleep
on a bed of marigolds
flowers that forever keep
within the souls of the dead

Her eyelids flutter
while she dreams of death
yet she does not shudder
at the dark's cold grasp

The lost souls welcome her
as she enters their realm
though they are unsure
of her presence

She barely senses their icy breaths
when they speak to her
lost is she in death's depths
and cannot remember life

They shield their eyes
and hurry away from the warmth
that has spread where she lies
in her marigolds on earth

Someone calls to her sleeping self
to return to the living
for she can't leave in proper health
the dear friends she left behind

So the many souls weep at her departure
but wish her well
knowing she has no cure
and cannot help them

She wakes among the gold-orange flower
in the arms of a friend
and feels the power
of her life renewed[/COLOR][/FONT]