Rosebud - For Our Dear Son Seth Joshua - Poem by Darrel Davis
There will be no curse for you little rosebud.
You were planted in good soil, but you were born in heavenly.
Thank God, you’ll never know the dryness of drought-filled days, you’ll never have to feel your bough bend in the windy storms and you’ll never have to fear your petals falling to the earth.
The Gardener will take good care of you.
He will plant you by his river. He will nurture your colors and tend your branches. He will enjoy your fragrance.
One day, we too will behold you.
The Gardener will call for us to come and walk in His garden.
There, you will be... waiting.
It probably won’t be long – knowing how the Gardener reckons time.
You’ll be in full bloom then; It will be a joyous sight to see.
I can’t wait to hold you, delicate flower.
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