An Angel dropped by this morning,
And brought me a lovely bouquet,
Of beautiful big red roses,
She knew it was my birthday.
She placed them on my table,
And gave me a wonderful smile,
I thanked her for the roses,
And bid her to stay awhile.
As I gazed at the beautiful roses,
This thought came to my mind,
It's the first time that I have seen roses,
For, you see, on earth I was blind.
Jeannette E. Smith
April 11, 2002
