Poetry

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THE FOLDING OF THE PETALS

The folding of the petals means that night is almost here.
The day has turned to twilight; and the sun soon disappears.
The flowers sleep in silence as they wait for morning’s light.
They seem to be at peace as they rest throughout the night.
The flowers are our loved ones, whose blossoms we have shared,
They clothed and fed and taught us, they showed us that they cared.
All too suddenly it seems, they’re in the twilight of their years.
As we watch their petals folding, we can’t hold back the tears.
But the story is not over, they’re only resting for awhile,
And when the dawn arrives, they’ll awaken with a smile.
With a growing sense of joy, the dawn begins to break.
The birds begin to sing, and the flowers, they awake.
As they meet the Lord, it will be a beautiful sight.
Their petals will spring open to receive His glorious light.
The folding of the petals is not the end, I know.
It’s just another step on the journey we must go.

© 2000, Jerry Ham

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