Remembrance is clearly shown

Of memories painted within my mind;

In petals remaining of love I’ve known

Where stems touched ever intertwined.

O’ daughter, love given of womankind,

Stolen moments like a lost heirloom

As thoughts look back when days rewind;

Now the lattice is worn under bluest moon

Of frailty found where yellow roses bloom.

I find myself weeping after years gone by

Through the hottest days and warmest nights;

Lingering on beneath each August sky.

Recalling her life, every kind thought I invite.

O’ daughter, love given of sun and twilight;

Each tear I’ve cried will I entomb

For the children of my daughter shine this candlelight!

Now the lattice is worn under bluest moon

Of frailty found where yellow roses bloom