The Wilted Rose, Cody Brinkerhoff [early reader books .txt] 📗

A wilted flower without sunshine hardly grows Into the beauty of a rose, Wilted flowers sit and wait in their darkened gloom Until someone teases it to open, encourages it to bloom, My tears gave the water a mighty river's flood Still my rose petals weren't strong enough to bud, Then one day the sun peaked from the clouds and came into view It was the very day I first encountered you. My rose already had it's growing seed Sometimes love is all that is left to need So the wilted rose no longer hovered over It looked up to the sun without a gloomy cover The petals opened to show what was inside, A beauty all it's own that all believe had died Wilted roses are among us in every garden, in every soul Sometimes only one gardener, one person is all it takes to make it whole.

Publication Date: 10-16-2012

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