In my day of growing I had not ever seen any of these.
But when my mom began to have her own garden is when I did.
They were colored orange instead of a bright yellow.
It is beautiful to see them flourishing and thriving.
I knew the Lord is the One Who has an eye for beauty.
For there are orange marigolds and also some roses are colored orange.
God is an Artist of the greatest measure.
I do believe that He wants us all to benefit from the colors He chooses to use.
I am so happy to have seen and have smelled of the marigolds that Mom grew.
For they have a distinct smell all their own.
So, I praise the Lord for the beauty of these and offer Him praise.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2014)