Standing on Tiny Toes
Standing on tiny toes, faerie-in-training
Floretta reached over the thorns to
Sprinkle her roses with the prettiest
She gave them glory,
But looked back quickly to see what
The sun thought.
Glory was actually Sun's.
The sun nodded her "okay".
She could share a bit.
The rose smiled.
Glad to have glory
Along with awe,
Sexy, and sweet Jesus.
"Wait! Sweet Jesus is mine!" Bumblebee buzzed.
Floretta jumped back. "Sorry," she apologized.
"I got carried away."
Sweet Jesus belongs to everybody,
God told her. Share Him as much as you want....
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019