dreams.
by
Alice A. Spencer
My life is like a seed that grows
springs forth like a beautiful rose
budded, bloomed, and flourished
wonderful for a while
then the gloom, petal by petal that dropped to ground
for there was no water to water it down
life was going
minute by minute almost gone,
but in that split second something special happened,
living water dripped into the pot of the rose, to bringing it back to life again,
to make it grow.
Put a special touch on it's life to revive it and give it new life.
until He comes for His very own, to take them to their heavenly home.
I thank God for it for it's my life or anyones
