God made lovely April roses
To bloom their best effect,
Beautiful and fragrant
With a sweet magnificence.
They grow with joy up to the sun
Swaying gently in the breeze,
Puncturing the balmy air
With all the tenderness we need.
I wonder then, where we are set
For if roses have a perfect plan,
Then we, blossoming where we are
Have a gift to understand.
What wonder shall He have in mind
How He wants His own to be,
Fulfilling the special role
Chosen just for you and me.
And if He wants it to be different
He knows just what to change,
So I'll be happy in my garden bed
Serving His domain..
Then with my unique array of petals
In the blooming I must do,
I can be His little rosebud
Unfolding love to you.
With all my love,
YOU ARE GOD'S MASTERPIECE
