Flowers in the wind.... <br />Rain falls onto the flowers. <br />Torn withered flowers in the wind.... <br />Storms inflict bad damage to helpless creatures of God. <br />Flowers may come and some may go..... <br />But in the end many by rain's torrents-Will eventually grow to be <br />beauties to show. <br />This i have come to see.....This fact is here to forever be. <br />Butterflies lit unto many one flower.....Showing off God's beautied-this every one and all hour. <br />Flowers in the wind......Bent over from forced of one fearsome gale. <br />Always to be new as a renewed beauty so fresh. <br />Flowers in the wind.....Picked before growth has ended. <br />Flowers in the wind.....Given to a loved one's heart attatched. <br />Flowers in the wind.....Hopely not wasted after being picked up and handed. <br />Flowers in the wind.....Remember that flowers in the wind are given for heart's fondness unrescinded. <br />Flowers of the rain and win......When given, like a compliment of a wanted affection'ed to win, Just flowers of the wind, Whisper just flowers in the wind. Ssshhhhh! These are peaceful, not of sin-flowers in the wind.<br /><br />Michael Gale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/torn-withered-flowers/
