Monday, May 28, 2012

The Flower Blooms

This Poem was written for my daughter, Amy

As I watch my flower bloom,
I feed and water it, I give it room.
With petals of brilliant bright colors,
You stand so proud, like know others.
As the sun sets in the West,
You know soon it’s time to rest.
As the petals close up for the night,
I stand staring at the beautiful sight.
As I whisper to you, "Goodnight my child",
You whisper to me "I love you" with a smile.
Unconditional love, it’s all given free.
This is what life means to me.