Sweet the rain falling on the Rose
Caressing the green leaves so soft
Some say sorrowful the crystal flow
But joy to me in this intimate loft



Raindrops that touch, to bow the leaf
How gentle the Saviour in His Grace
Weathering the bloom to endurance
Blossoms of love, a harbored embrace



Summer’s swelter and lengthened days
Brings insatiable hunger and more thirst
Send Your Holy rain on this wilted Rose
O’ God of heaven Who is Last and First



Watch the blossom sparkle of blessing
Wafting sweet perfume of His holy love
Misty the morning of midnight showers
Beautiful the glory of our God above !

~**~

Judy L Wilson ©Oct.20, 2011
jlw7727@yahoo.com