Beauty in a Rose

When you look a a rose

          what do you see?

Do you see the

         the color

            the peddles

                the shape?

When I see a rose, I see

          beauty.

I see the complexity of the work put into it. 

When I see a rose, I see the

          beauty of God.

I look at a rose and see a 

          glimpse of heaven.

I see vibrant beauty in a rose.

I Remember

I remember playing four square at recess and always wanting to win.

        I remember getting lost at Walmart and having the tears never end.

I remember Rufus, the sweetest and cutest dog anyone would want.

        I remember always wanting to help mom make supper.

I remember fighting with friends of who gets the best doll.

        I remember listening to Nana's stories and wanting her to never let me go.

I remember going into mom and dad's room when I had a bad dream.

        I remember watching the sunset with my sister until night flew away.