I will always remember

the words my mother

told me,

a whisper in the heart

to always look for where

the flowers are.

No matter how dark it

gets, when all seems

lost, look for where

the flowers are

because wherever

there is light, the flowers

will find it.

When I find the flowers

I will know there is hope

and I will have found

my way through.

Where the flowers grow

the darkness will ebb

away and however small

at first the light

can be found

to show my way through.