Grandma bought some lilies
and put them in a vase.
She placed them on the table
upon a cloth of lace.
She said that they’re for Easter.
I asked the question why,
and she said, “Spring reminds me
that we can never die.
“In spring, buds come to life again.
In spring, the lilies bloom.
In spring, Christ hung upon the cross
and left the garden tomb.”
Now that Grandma left to be
with Grandpa up in heaven,
I put lilies on their graves
and think of resurrection.
Because the Savior sacrificed
and rose on the third day,
I will see them both again.
In gratitude, I pray.

[illustration] Illustrated by Brad Teare