Help from Our Friends
Refreshing Rain sits beside Withering Rose
inquiring if He might settle around Her.
She gladly accepts the offer He bestows,
a more precious blessing She could not prefer.
She felt the nourishment from petals to toes,
grateful to Him for His gift of life transfer.
Sometimes we need a little help from our friends
for gracious compassion and kindness it lends.
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