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Gods Flower Garden
God has a flower garden,
And we are the seed;
He's given us his love,
And meets our every need.

Some of us are like daffodils,
In the early spring;
But fade in early summer,
No longer to be seen.



Others are like roses,
Beautiful to see;
But underneath that beauty,
The thorns wait silently.

To prick their admirer,
And send them off in fright;
To look for other flowers,
That seek dark instead of light.



Some are like flowers,
In the morning dew;
Bringing the promise of,
Another day a new.

A reflection of the Son,
And the joy of his love;
Reflecting the beauty of,
Our Father up above.



We are all like Gods flowers,
Our season lies ahead;
What kind of seed, will we leave,
In his flower Bed?

David Stevens