Monday, May 9, 2016

My Pressed Flower Friend

Today would have been my BFF's birthday.  Diane lost her battle with cancer 11 1/2 years ago.  But I still think of her and miss her.  In memory of Diane, I wanted to share this poem, written by Sherry Morris.

My Pressed Flower Friend

In my book of memories, 
there is a pressed Flower that fills a page,
With a gentle fragrance lingering still,
though it's faded now with age.
The way my Friend smiled and laughed,
The many ways she cared,
Are a legacy that she left behind
In stories I love to share.
So remember the hearts who've touched
your life,
It's what we each are here for.
A pressed Flower gently reminds us
To love and treasure our friendships more.

I love you Diane.  Your Fragrance still lingers.


Kathy ... aka Nana said...

What a lovely tribute.

I hate cancer. So many gone ... so many battling.

Needled Mom said...

That is beautiful. I will have to remember this poem.

Connie said...

I do not believe that our lives end, but they just take on another phase. I am sure that Diane feels your love and is delighted that you have remembered her in this lovely way.

evelyn said...

Beautiful. I just lost a close friend to cancer and I will reprint this poem to go with her photo in my memory book.

margaret said...

what a lovely poem, so sad when we lose friends to this dreadful cancer, I have lost all 4 of my close friends to it how I miss them especially Joyce who lost her battle in 1992