The Master walked in His garden

Plucking flowers along the way;

He plucked one of my loved ones,

To add to his bouquet.


My heart at first was broken,

At the loss of one so dear;

But the tears I shed just washed my eyes,

So I saw His way more clear.


My Lord has a need for just this one,

For the pattern He has in mind;

But it's hard for the rest of us to see

Why we must be left behind.


Perhaps we are not ready to go just yet

We may need to ripen more

To reach the full blown fragrance

My Lord is waiting for.


To each, give forth a fragrance

To each we chance to meet

We should each be trying day by day

To make our fragrance sweet.


So I'm going to try my very best

To be loving and kind each day,

So at last I'll be counted worthy

To be part of my Master's Bouquet.


          Author Unknown


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