"The Flowers that bloom" ................................................... FOR ALL OF US..................
When flowers are in bloom, it's an awesome sight. As they spread their petals to catch hold of the light. We water and feed them, and take special care, As we want their beauty to always be there. The colors I see are a shock to behold, They can blend together or stand out bold. But if I get careless and forget to feed, I open the door to some dark ugly weeds. If left untended, they can block out the sun, And before too long the damage is done. That's how the memories are in my mind, As back in the paths of the past I wind. There is the good and there is the bad. They both make up the life that I've had. The question is, which one will hold sway? Which one will I let take over my day? Lord, give me the strength to only make room, In the paths of my memory, for the flowers that bloom.