~ My Fragrant
Garden ~
This world is
like a garden
where roses bloom along the way,
Some will fly off to sprout elsewhere
While some forever stay.
My own
Fragrant Garden blooms
each with their special face...
All my blossoming friends,
bless my heart with bountiful grace.
The wonder of a rose,
like the beauty of friendship,
flourishes in a perfect niche.
God alone knows the climate
Why some loveliness we cherish.
There is diversity in friends
some briefly perfume our paths
and are just as dear,
as others who bloom close to us,
year after precious year.
Some are
vibrant,
glowing with color so bright,
we know they are smiling,
all through the darkest night.
Others
are of delicate color,
gentleness in their heart,
and from them....
we can never feel apart.
These
special flowers pop up,
miraculously along the way,
each adding their own delightful joy
to each appointed day.
My life
has been blessed by wonderful friends.
Beautiful blossoms my loving God sends.
Today I want to say, that you are very dear.
I am glad for every rose,
whether far or near.
I thank God for fragrant flowers,
for no matter the weather
He planned for us to be together!
Thank you
for my fragrant garden!
Soft Whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems
© 2003 used with permission
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au