By Dinah Henry
I was right there for you in your garden.
You said every time I see you, you always smell like a flower.
That sweet smell of roses you like it on me.
You can't stay away from your grandma's garden, so I rebuilt it for you.
You said, “You didn't have to do that.”
I told you, “Why I did it, is because you kept looking at it like I wish grandma
were here. She is here, just in a different place. I know you miss her and I
bet she is missing you too. She will be there even if you can't see her. That
is why I rebuilt it for you.”
You said, “You are a flower.”
Well, that is what I am, a flower.
About the Author
Hi, my name is Dinah Henry. Currently, I am in college to study creative
writing because one day I want to become an author, but not just any author, one
of the best-selling authors where not just my family, friends, whoever knows
me, but everyone else know me as a good or great best-selling author.