On One Elegant Morning

On One Elegant Morning T'was early on one elegant morning When God would without any warning Throw fine flower seeds down below So all of us could watch them grow. Then God brought much morning dew Which settled and after finally through Helped me through my trouble and toil Flowers began breaking through the soil. Flowers had started out so small at first After a few days more with much thirst Would burst forth seeking more room All were beautiful after they did bloom. Every day does begin and finally is done In each flowering bud, I saw God's Son Some day soon both of Them will see And want this poem to remind you of me.