Cornflower Blue

wild blue cornflowers
grow neatly in a row
across a narrow patch
of well tended lush green grass

it is a tiny patch
no wider then foot across
nor longer then two feet at the most

but love and obsession speaks in every
blade of grass that grows, so perfect
not a sign of brambles nor weeds

and the bright blue cornflowers
are tended with love

at the head of the tiny plot
rests a brilliant white stone
a lamb and a weeping angel
forever lie side by side

while the cornflowers he loved so much
nod their beautiful heads in sorrow
and she, she comes yet again to trim
the blades of grass