I have been admiring Gods sun and what it does to flowers. |
| Oh tiny little flower how well you speak to me You make me dream of ocean's breeze that seem to come to be. The windless, summers warming heat, shines on all your colours I can sit and watch you breathe for countless, endless hours. No other beauty can match your growth, as the sun beams down on you Your fragrance lifts, cleans and shines on everything you do. The garden is in full on bloom as I look at all you flowers Your scent is vivid, true and strong, the earth your roots devours. Oh tiny little flower, you spread a kind of love You are a gift from the creation of life, dedication from above. Oh tiny little flower, how well you speak to me. |