Flowers, Saints and Seasons

Bright, bright light of dawn, surrounded by the tall, tall flowers. A newborn flower, newly drawn while O’er me others tower. A life began amidst so many, cradled close to mother’s plenty. Mild, mild days of childhood, surrounded by the fresh, fresh flowers. A vibrant flower ‘midst the wildwood while on me blessings shower. A life so good amidst so many, worries few, and friends a plenty. Wild, wild times of adolescence, surrounded by the fun, fun flowers. A blooming flower, grown in essence, while every fear’s devoured. A life so fun amidst the many, open doors and strength a plenty. Hard, hard years adulthood brings, surrounded by the old, old flowers. A toiling flower, sighs or sings while new dilemmas cower. A life so spent to serve the many, work and rearing found a plenty. Long, long hours of senior years, surrounded by the few, few flowers. A blossom waned and drained by years, while in spirit full of power. A life of memories of the many, love and grace I've had in plenty. Bright, bright light of dawn, surrounded by the white, white flowers! A reborn flower, newly drawn, while O’er me Yahweh towers. Life eternal ‘midst so many, Joy complete, rebirth a plenty!