small compared to the other gardens nearby,

but each scent and color of our flora are unique

so we may always recognize and welcome our own.

The daisies, of every color and shape, tend to

remain clustered in the center with their ilk;

on the outer rim, the poppies and cosmos

form their exclusive, close-nit factions;

scattered about are the Queen Anne’s Lace

with the occasional unique flower interspersed .

In our midst, though, one Black-eyed Susie

has suddenly wilted and too quickly disappeared

until only the barren, lifeless piece

of ground remains to show the place she held.

Not the most exotic flower in the field,

nor the most beautiful in color,

she still held an irreplaceable position.

And, always, her scent will linger in our minds,

a part of her to cherish into the rest of our lives.