Robert Fulton Laird

Little Flower

I saw this little flower
reaching upward toward the sun
it had pretty tender petals
unlike any other one

This flower was so young
but, I knew what it could be
so I tugged it oh, so slightly
to help it grow more rapidly

Then, I noticed down below
along its fragile, slender stem
it was bruised and sort of wilted
never trusting me again

Why was I allowed to do this
make it grow impatiently
could it be that God's so loving
he'll not do the same to me?

I'm so sorry little flower
seems that it was I in need
I'm glad that I still have my soul
and that you'll always have your seed