A Flower
A FLOWER
The night's black sky
lays heavy over the land
the cold wind cascades
through my window
I lie wondering of a
flower, how to
nurture it to full bloom
This flower is a rose
so very new to me
I'll help blossom
its colors so bright
and rare
I'll help it grow
for I'll be its air
and the water will be
the greatness God does bare
with every passing season
I hope she'll bloom again
just as we both
become ever lasting lovers, couple &
friends....
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