There's a space I have in my back yard That has the prettiest of flowering trees Where each scented bloom holds a fragrance of you Along with the fondest of memories With yellow flowers that open up like the sunrise On the mornings you a woke in my arms The ones in pink, the color of your blushing cheeks When I mentioned how beautiful you were The color of red like the hair on your head Sparking more memories With one flower as blue as the deep oceans hue When we walked along the open sea And orange like that of the sunset As the end of our days comes to mind With the leaves of green being that of envy Of the man that now has you in his life There's a space I have in my back yard That has the prettiest of flowering trees Where each scented bloom holds a fragrance of you Along with the fondest of memories 12/13/16 My Fondest Memory contest