The Frost

Composed 11/7/21
Description: My father passed away unexpectedly in May.

The frost took the flowers last night
Once colorful, vibrant
Gone in an instant
Withered, cold to the touch

Your funeral flowers
Taken, transplanted, and watered with tears
Are untouched
Risen, sheltered by home
Absurdly more abundant
Than any foliage grasping to the ground

A strange
Comforting reminder
That you are now immortal
And more alive than even me