Dan and Sheen
Delicate rose peddles grew from only a seed
The same seed that's planted in you and me
They may be beautiful and tall
captivating and all
But for a second they last until somehow they fall
Just as flowers need nourishment to grow
Are heart beats for life striving off only what we know
Sorrow, happiness, pain, or illness
Flowers are given
So try and be this
The storms that seem to send rain drops as bullets
Damaging the peddles
And destroying with heartless stillness
As we face such aims in our direction
Remember that flowers are also given as affection
I give everything over to You Lord
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