🥀 the sleeping rose 🥀

Good Thursday Morning!

God looked about His garden
for a special rose that day
among most lovely colors
one in the center of purest
white He chose
among wild roses planted upon earth

it chose to grow
Because of man’s crushing blow
into the ground thorns pressed
the rose, in depths of darkness
white petals bled
falling asleep
heaven’s garden looked down
and wept with fear, their precious
rose would sleep forever
with tears as dew upon the rose
the stone removed
briars and thorns
broke loose, giving life to
heaven’s vine again
the scent of the rose from
dust arose
returning to heaven’s garden
Our dear Rose of Love
🌹 ‘The Rose of Sharon’ 🥀