The Rose

            Friendship is a garden,
            A gift from God above.
            He plants a tiny seed,
            And sprinkles it with love.

            Our Father tends to this flower,
            Watching while it grows,
            And then before you know it,
            This flower is a rose.

            This giggling, joyful spirit
            Is but a planted seed,
            But somewhere in this garden
            It could be just what I need.

            ~ Alyssa Marie Bentham ~

[ by: Alyssa Marie Bentham, Copyright © 2007 ( -- submitted by: Alyssa Bentham ]


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