Bravo! Great unobtrusive rhyme and meter, great metaphor, great subject! Awesomeness!

I hope you don't mind, I felt the need to scribble an extra line or two:

In time the roses and chyrsanthemums,
Presided o'er the gardner's funeral.
And the apple tree that he forbid,
O'er his unmarked grave, the weeds withal,
In pleasant shade from noonday sun were hid,
And prospered from the apples of the fall.

I'm delighted that you liked it. Thank you for the compliments.

I don't mind in the slightest if you wish to add lines. That's what poetry is about, after all: inspiration. We read it for the sake of it and to find inspiration for our own writing.

I like your stanza. It has very tight, efficient meter and nice imagery. I like how you metered the names of the flowers in the first line. Bravo to you as well.

Thanks again!