The Flower
Lord, you've created a flower
How may I give you praise
I hold my petals upward
And accept your loving rays
You're sunshine is a blessing
It's a calming, soothing salve
I give you all the glory
Of the colors that I have
When e're you are unhappy
And your clouded eyes cry down
I recieve your saddened blessing
And I'm sorry for the crown
My thorns had no involvement
But I may have shared the deed
Forgive me Lord, and spare the next
Up and coming seed
I know the sun is coming
So I'll hold my place in line
And hope that maybe I will be
Touched by the Devine
Rockman
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