A Bud On Her Rose
Vines
Along
the flower garden were the rose vines
Beautifully
organized in perfect lines
Unmatched
arrangements in shades of green
Did
not notice recent changes, hadn’t yet seen
On
one of the roses was a sure sign
Nature
did the usual blessing and we did find
Her
beautiful miniature blossom there on a tree
Every
flower that was around waited to see
Ready
for a safe opening and taking more time than all
Red
little blossom was determined for its curtain call
On
Sunday gone we awoke expecting it then
Signs
were unclear but still we waited for when
Eyes
and ears will at last meet but it wasn’t then to be
Very
expected was the blossom’s arrival, all wanted to see
It
wasn’t until Thursday the blossom showed a piece of heaven
Night
gone Morning awoke and after taking forty at 7:58, 7lbs 7
Everything
was as pretty and as beautiful as the Lord said it would be
Sunshine,
a beautiful blossom, a day’s miracle and God smiling at me
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Bajan Poetry Society: A Bud On Her Rose Vines