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WALKING THROUGH A MEADOW, DURING SPRINGTIME'S BIG SHOW

MY EYES SAW THE COLORS OF A MILLION RAINBOWS

BUT IN THE SHADOWS
NEAR THE ROCKS, GLASS AND SAND

WAS A ROSE
BENT AND DAMAGED
BUT THE BEAUTY WAS SO GRAND

EVERY PETAL WAS PERFECTION
THE COLOR BURNT MY EYES
I DID WONDER
HOW IT GREW
AND WAS STARTLED AT IT'S SIZE

THOUGH THE DARKNESS WAS AROUND IT

AND ALONE IT REMAINED

THE SUN'S REFLECTION ON BROKEN GLASS
GOD'S WORK
NOT IN VAIN

TENDER LADY, SUCH A SECRET
BUT YOUR HEART ECHOES SO

YOU'RE A FRAGILE PACK FROM HEAVEN

SOMEONE I WISH TO KNOW

IN THIS WORLD OF HATE AND EVIL
LOVE IS ALL WE REALLY NEED

GOD SUPPLIES IT
FREELY GIVES IT
WITH HIM, WE WILL SUCCEED

SO, IN THE SHADOWS
NEAR THE ROCKS
I SEE SUCH BEAUTY AND GLOWING LIGHT

DON'T EVER THINK THINGS HOPELESS

GOD CAN ALWAYS MAKE THEM RIGHT

THOSE MEADOWS FULL OF FLOWERS
THEY DON'T NEED ANOTHER ROSE

BUT IN MY VALLEY
AND MY SORROW
YOUR BEAUTY REALLY SHOWS!



[This poem was written by Kenny Mitchell ®~1998 and dedicated to a very special friend of mine]