Bluebells

You bought me
Bluebells.

Not bunches but bulbs.

You buried them
Where we buried him.
Blue flowers for
Blue eyes.

Nestled them
Tight in
Rich soil
To help us remember.

To make me smile
Through tears
In springtime.

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