My Rose Bush

Little Things Are Important

Rose Bush

Oh God, let the rose bush
Our teacher be.
Let us look at it and learning
It teaches us your truth.

Oh God, the rose bush
Teaches us your truth.
It’s blooms show us you love.
May we ever love its blooms.

Oh God, let the rose bush 
Be our teachers
As the blooms soon fade
So does our life.

Oh God, as the rose petals
soon fall to the earth
So our bodies
Soon will follow.

But, Oh God, let’s go back.
We are your rose and
Slowly, it opens to all,
We open for all to see and maybe smell.

Oh God, the rose, the rose is our life.
The rose is our life.
We live our life
For all to see, yes all can see.

Oh God, we see your glory in the rose
But what do you see in our life?
Do you see God’s glory in us,
God’s glory in our life?

Oh God, age comes fast
So little time to show our glory.
Roses fade and we also.
Oh God, do you see in us your glory?

Oh God, before I go on
I must go back
If I am only a tiny rosebud 
Don’t let anyone cut me off.

For then, Oh God, my Father 
I could not live
For others to see
Your Glory in me.

Thoughts stirred with this poem on 6/8/2024.
I finished it Sunday morning on 6/9/2024

Larry E. Whittington