God made roses in the spring
To bloom their best effect,
Beautiful and fragrant
With a sweet magnificence.

They grow with joy up to the sun
Swaying gently in the breeze,
Puncturing the balmy air
With all the tenderness we need.



I wonder then, where we are set
For if roses have a perfect plan,
Then we, blossoming where we are
Have a gift to understand.

What wonder shall He have in mind
How He wants His own to be,
Fulfilling the special role
Chosen just for you and me.



And if He wants it to be different
He knows just what to change,
So I'll be happy in my garden bed
Serving His domain..

Then with my unique array of petals
In the blooming I must do,
I can be His little rosebud
Unfolding love to you.

Soft Whispers to you from
Derry's Heart Poems © 2005
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Poetry From The Heart

~**~

Song of Solomon 2:11-12 (KJV)
For, lo, the winter is past,
the rain is over and gone;
The flowers appear on the earth;
the time of the singing of
birds is come, and the voice
of the turtle is heard in our land;