Pushed aside by a gardener's hand Raindrops that gently fell in the night He leaned to sniff 9-21-88 MARTHA'S MOMENTS WITH THE MASTER
Petals ripped by a jagged thorn.
Yearning to be renewed,
transformed,
lay one faded rose.
in search of a bud worth his care.
Discarded,
rejected.
It bloomed all the more
in hopes of a bouquet to share.
glistened like diamonds in the morning light.
A prince stood still a moment to gaze.
Awed by the glitter of a golden haze.
the perfume of his find.
Lovingly cradled in hands,
gentle and kind,
There lay a beautiful rose
no longer faded nor sad.
It's purpose fullfilled,
a heart made glad!
