Our Garden - A poem based on a random video

I found a random video while scrolling 30 minutes ago.
It asked folks to write a short poem about the content.

The video was about an anonymous person standing in a field of grass. Other people started walking past this person, leaving flowers in their wake. After time passed the flowers disappeared.

Life begins and ends in a garden.
Two gardens. One waiting. One remembered.
In the beginning an empty garden waits,
waiting for us to fill it with flowers.

People come into our lives
and bring with them flowers.
We plant these flowers together in the garden.
We tend them patiently, watching each blossom unfold.

However, not everyone stays in our lives forever.
When they leave,
the flowers remain.
It's up to us to keep them alive.

As we reach the end,
we look back and admire the garden.
This garden is filled
with memories of our precious loved ones.

They may not be with us anymore,
but here they remain,
a reminder of who they were.
A remind of who we became.
Our Garden.