Sometimes we can't quite understand, our great creator's way.
When he takes a life so young and leaves one old withered and gray
whose life's work seems finished, perhaps is waiting the call.
While that life so young and tender, held so much here for us all.
Then sometimes I get to thinking, perhaps the world down here below
is just a flower garden where God's flowers live and grow.
And perhaps when God is lonely like us, he loves to roam;
in his garden gathering flowers just to beautify his home.
Tho he takes the full bloom flowers, drooped and withered that need his care
still he needs a bud or blossom; to scatter with them, here and there.
So he takes a few choice blossoms just the choicest he can find
and because God needs them up in Heaven must comfort loved ones left behind.
This poem was given to us by someone that had lost a little girl many years ago (over 20 years). It was given to them and they thought it was time to pass these comforting words on to us.
Beautiful!!!
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THAT IS A NEAT WAY TO LOOK AT LIFE.
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This was also the poem for when I lost my daughter 14 years ago today,I wanted to read it and I found it here..This poem reminds me of her I hope that it helps others like it has helped me..
ReplyDeleteThis poem was given for when my daughter passed away some 16 years ago at the age of 4 months.Everytime I read this poem I think of her and what se was like.. This poem brings her back to me even for a minute I am always in tears by the time I read it but it also helps me at the same time..I know i will always remember her, and will always mourn..She was my only child..I love you AlleyKat..RIP
ReplyDeleteIt seems you have a great flower gardens. How I wish I could have a cool garden like yours and I also inspired to your blog. Keep it up!
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I lost a sister in 1973 at the age of 8 years old, I was 11 years old, to Luekemia. It was not until I read this poem many years later, that I was able to get thru the pain of her death. It is beautiful and there was nothing more comforting. I still think of her everyday, and this poem always comes to my mind. Everytime I read it I think of her. Thank you
ReplyDeleteI have been looking for this poem for a few years now.. It means so much to me. I used this poem when my son passed at 5weeks old.. This poem helped me through alot back then.. He was a twin and my other son is now 15. R.I.P Dakota. We will always remember you.
ReplyDeleteI know this poem and I know where it came from. It was written by a teenage girl in West Point, Nebraska, Janine Wiese. She was killed in a car accident along with a classmate of hers, Mary Welding in 1975. She went to Central Catholic High School. I was just in grade school when this happened. I am happy to see that this poem has continued to offer comfort even thought the author herself became part of God's Flower Garden.
ReplyDeleteIt was given to me in 1987 when I lost my son.Wrote this poem on the inside of my Bible...
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