“Brandi”
amid a small town
a rusting iron fence;
amid fading gravestones
dried flowers and pine needles;
amid a broken wind chime
a porcelain unicorn;
amid the red carnations
a date range carved in marble;
amid the living’s thoughts
a little girl long lost
(rest in peace, little one, whoever you were)
Only Fragments 
But you left her new flowers :)
That’s true. I might have to leave her more next time I’m there. :)
Poignant and beautiful.
Thank you so much!