In the garden, the roses will continue to bloom for a while, but for every tree in the shade, we have shed many tears.

This profound couplet speaks to the enduring nature of memory and sorrow. The poet suggests that the 'garden' of our feelings and memories will continue to bloom for a long time. We have cried our deepest tears, not just once, but under the shade of every passing moment, every support, and every fleeting memory. It is a beautiful lament on how deeply ingrained pain can become, making the wound seem permanent, even when the cause is gone.