Flower Petals Fall

Flower petals fall
Lightly into place
Of all the things I think of
What else but your face?

Everything it means to me
Reminds me of this beauty
Painful memories come to me
Even as I fulfill my duty.

Take my hand and lead me through
All these gardens of wilting souls
Lovely and sweet things
Such as raising newborn foals.

Falling down
All fragile but strong
Losing my grip
Left, right, or wrong.