how does your garden grow?©

This rose grew
with a seed from the sky,
a pearl that fell
from God's eye.
A touch of white
to show it's purity,
while soaked in red
from the blood shed for thee.
The roots have spread
with room to spare,
letting us know that
God is still there.
The stem stands tall
when we can't cope.
The leaves reach out
giving us hope.
The thorns represent
what God's Son Jesus endured,
so we'll be forgiven
you can rest assured.
This rose is nurtured
by an ancient lesson.
To truly appreciate it's worth
we must let God tend our garden!
Copyright ©2007~S@L~

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