UNFOLDING THE ROSEBUD
It is only a tiny rosebud,
A flower of God's design;
But I cannot unfold the petals
With these clumbsy hands of mine.
The secret of unfolding flowers
Is not known to such as I.
God opens this flower so sweetly,
In my hands it will fade and die,
If I cannot unfold a rosebud,
This flower of God's design,
Then how can I think I have wisdom
To unfold this life of mine?
So I'll trust in Him for His leading
Each moment of every day.
I will look to him for His guidance
Each step of the pilgrim way.
The pathway that lies before me,
Only my Heavenly Father knows.
I'll trust Him to unfold the moments,
Just as He unfolds the rose.
THE SEED
In the heart of a dear
little seed burried deep
so deep A dear little
plant lies fast asleep
Awake said the sunshine,
Creep to the light
Awake said the voice
of the raindrops bright
The little plant rose to see
what the wonderful outside
world might be....
A CYBER ROSE
He came to me past midnight hour.
A stranger with one enticing flower.
A brief encounter, intrigue grows.
He brought me my first Cyber Rose.
The world stands still, my heart does too.
Those come-on lines, I'd heard and knew.
But now these words, felt head to toe.
Were sweetened by his Cyber Rose.
The words are soft, romantic, charming.
His crafted skill is most unarming.
He melts my heart, I know he knows.
He touched my heart with his Cyber Rose.
In thought, in word, yet not in deed.
I'm mesmerized by what I read.
In my heart, a warmness flows.
Whenever he comes with his Cyber Rose.
My White Knight, far, yet close to me.
His gifted prose, he sends to me.
We'll never meet, I know he knows.
But, I'll always cherish his Cyber Rose.
My Love Is Like A Red, Red Rose
My Love Is Like A Red, Red Rose
Oh, my love is like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June
Oh, my love is like a melody
That's sweetly played in tune.
And fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in love am I
And I will love thee still, my dear
Till all the seas gang dry.
Till all the seas gang dry, my dear
Till all the seas gang dry
And I will love thee still, my dear
Till all the seas gang dry.
Till all the seas gang dry, my dear
And the rocks melt wi' the sun
And I will love thee still, my dear
While the sands o' life shall run
But faretheewell, my only love
Oh, faretheewell a while
And I will come again, my love
Tho' 'twere ten thousand mile
Tho' 'twere ten thousand mile, my love
Tho' 'twere ten thousand mile
And I will come again, my love
Tho' 'twere ten thousand mile.
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