When the seeds arrive in the mail,
I will drive to your house
and leave them on the bench
next to your front door.
I will leave them to you,
to your care,
for without you,
I have no place to plant them.
The peas, well, they were just for me.
I wonder - will you still plant them?
But the beets were just for you,
so I hope you find a good sunny spot,
and set them in the ground.
There are many things I will miss you about you.
But I think, more than anything,
I will miss the things we planned but never got the chance to do.Like planting peas and beets, and watching them grow.