SPRINGS ROSE DIVINE
SPRINGS ROSE DIVINE
I see you as Springs Rose Divine, as lovely as pedals sweet
Befitting a name from an Angel, known as Lady Finger Pink
We sleep together on a Heavenly Carousel of many musical dreams
A floating garden as spring renews with awakening splendor of love
God must have sent a golden Chariot of Angels to whisper soft prayers
Lifting two hearts adorned in tiny Baby's Breath tears wrapped in love
Angels scented in Star Lilies, Rose, Gardenia and Lavender fragrances
Stroll, endless pathways of true yearnings; written as only a Poet can
Thousands upon thousands of Butterflies in an array of glorious colors
A fluttering symphony of darting to each blossom, helping to pollinate
Two surrounded by a multitude of Angels, Butterflies down God's paths
The journey may have been long to get where they have ended; created
Their secret garden once barren, now flourishes with gloriously news
Spring's Love is always being blessed, renewed with an Angel's whisper
You awake as nature awakes on the first day of spring bright as the sun
Your kiss is soft as a warm breeze blown from the hand of God; Himself
I see you as Springs Rose Divine, as lovely as pedals sweet
Befitting a name from an Angel known as Lady Finger Pink
A generous gift from God...
by Richard Lee Cook
Copyright 2011
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