blossom, no more than a bud,
Showed such a great promise and promised so much.
For so much was given as each petal unfurled,
Each delicate curl came from all that it touched-
For each touch became part and each part became much.
were hard, but most
were quite kind.
Each added more petals, more beauty, more life.
This bud became blossom and in itís own time
This bloom became flower and no one would asked why
No one would
ask why but many knew how
As they watched fulfillment of the promise come now.
Since all who have entered this garden in turn
Have been touched by this heart,
And so in return each heart became much.
As so much was given and still promised so much-
Therein lies the promise that was seen as a bud
grew stronger and still stronger it grew
And all who have seen it have been those who knew.
For they have been part of the fortune that wrought
This most beautiful flower, a most beautiful love.
I too have been touched by this wondrous rose.
This sweet lovely blossom whose blossom still grows.
Still giving so much as so much is given
To fulfill all the promise the promise had given.