Lavender Heart

Amidst the fields of wild grasses,

Atop a meadow high,

A sweet aroma fills the air

Where the heavens meet the sky.

A fragrant mist falls like perfume

Upon the wind-swept past.

Scented memories alight

Upon the shadows cast.

Within the violet peaceful place

Where meadowlarks abound,

Remembrance of the scarlet times,

Alight without a sound.

Lilac thoughts sway in the breeze,

Tears fall as morning dew,

And thoughts as rich as lavender,

Bear memories of you.

~Shae Cooke~

Coquitlam, British Columbia, Canada