The Flowers
The softest gift, the flower be
from the heart, to one like thee
A long stemmed gift to fill the day
a thousand kinds words, so soft to say
Shades of tints and tone, living art
my soul drinks deep, of each a part
God designed, and so He gifts us each
reminding us, we are within his reach
Wind kissed scents, to touch us there
amid our hurts, to lave His sweet care
Each a treasure, and a gift sent in love
each reminds us, of the promise of the Dove
".....Wind kissed scents, to touch us there
amid our hurts, to lave His sweet care
Each a treasure, and a gift sent in love
each reminds us, of the promise of the Dove"
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