I Share This Rose With You
With you, my friend, I’d like to share this rose
So pink, so fresh, so pretty it grows.
Reminds me of thoughts so gentle and bright
That all seems perfect and just so right.
It reminds me of harmony, peace and joy
The gentle smile of a baby boy.
The giggles shy of a little girl
Her lashes hidden behind that curl.
I smell the crisp starch of clothes on the line
Fluttering in the morning breeze so fine.
I see a kindly wrinkled face, with a grin so wide,
Old age is wise, tolerant and, aye, an experienced guide.
I clasp the rose, so pink, so fresh, with buds all four
Awaiting to open, to unfold in God’s time, they wait at His door.
So just like these buds I too shall wait
For His blessings to unfold, because lovingly, He does state…
“Trust in My timing for My timing is perfect. Just let Me do My job!”
Maloquacious © 2013