Geranium

It doesn't always come easy to lift your head toward the sun

to open up your beautiful petals like a blooming geranium.

To the world you may seem bold and beautiful but you are delicate and afraid

you don't damn the necessary rain and you have come to appreciate the shade.

Flowers can't possibly live forever but seeds of hope hold fast,

to the memory of all that we love dear and forever that will last.

They also say beauty doesn't last forever and from death none of us can hide

but when we go it makes way for new things to grow from the memories of the beauty that was left behind.