~ My Poem To You ~
It's only a tiny rosebud,
A flower of God's design,
But I cannot unfold the petals
With these hands of mine.
The secret of unfolding flowers
Is not known to such as I,
The flower God opens so sweetly,
In my hands would fade and die.
If I cannot unfold a rosebud,
This flower of God's design,
Then how can I think I have the wisdom
To unfold this life of mine?
So I'll trust in Him for His guidance,
Each step of the pilgrim way,
For the pathway that lies before me,
My Heavenly Father Knows,
I'll trust Him to unfold the moments,
Just as He unfolds the rose.