Wednesday, June 10, 2009

The Last Of The Roses

The Last Of The Roses

The last of the roses
Watching every petal fall
Turning into great drops of blood
That ran down the thorny spine
And pooled at the base of the bush
Like a child, i wanted to dance
In the glossy lake
Bathe in the blood red flow
Eat and drink and rejoice
Glory to the Lamb of God
Worthy is the Lamb
Wash us white as snow
Lord the world has to know
You are the King
You are the President
As i write and taste
The salt of my tears
Do the children
Of the world have time
Lord, do we have years

Judy L Wilson
october ---- 2008

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