Author: Randy M
Have you ever been touched by flowers?
Have you ever felt their power?
We plant this seed, and watch them grow.
We bless them with Names, so the world will know.
To love and to protect them from the influence of wrong.
With love and prayers we watch them grow strong.
But, when they fall, with a tender touch we make corrections.
We talk, and sometimes whisper,
a brace to help them grow in the right direction.
Now they are blooming with dazzling colors;
see what you have done with loving nurture!
You have given this world of color a promising future!
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Capricorn (126.96.36.199) -- Saturday, May 10 2003, 01:14 pm|
I love this one.Nurturing flowers like children ...a lovely idea for a poem. Well written.
|Dino (188.8.131.52) -- Monday, May 12 2003, 02:43 am|
I agree with Cap. I was thinking of a child. Nice poem Randy! Thanks for sharing your poem.
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