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My dearest friend, 

I do not know wherein you sleep

there is no marker for the spot

 nor stone that bears an epitaph...

Still I have flowers to be shared

and time to spend in warm repast–

pink roses for appreciation

a thank you for your gentle heart,

for the grace you held in passing;

then red for courage and for passion,

the beauty shining from within—

I know you’d laugh at me for saying

 —so humble even to the end.

There’s yellow ones for friendship shared

and promises of new beginnings…

I bring eleven stems to you,

the meaning hidden in the number

for you were loved more than you knew.

I do not know wherein you rest

so we converse through time and thought

please know your legacy lives on

as more than ashes in some box.

Always, 

     Me

© Ginny Brannan 2017

**Eleven roses assure the recipient they are truly and deeply loved ...

Day 16, NaPoWriMo: Compose a letter to someone. Your poem can be in the form of a letter to a person, place, or thing, or in the form of a back-and-forth correspondence.  (Sorry, I cheated a bit and pulled this from my Works In Progress/ Unpublished file. I wrote a long time ago, but never knew just how to share it. As a letter actually works.)