Roses - Steve Green

Budding roses come and gone

A callous world still carries on

Vainly trying to look beyond

A pain that knows no soothing

Little flowers hid from sight

Many colors dark and light

Are seized and swept into the night

Roses kept from blooming

As self indulgence rules our land

Some children just don’t fit the plan

And so we pluck them from God’s hand

Is our destruction looming?

Precious buds of God’s design

Grand a gift of love divine

Where earth and heaven intertwine

Yet their rose is kept from blooming

May we learn to hold as dear

What God Himself has planted here

And may we make the choice in fear

Lest we keep God’s rose from blooming

The joys this earth will never know

Little smiles that never glow

Lives left longing to unfold

It’s a tragedy we’re choosing

The sweetest gift that God could give

He made to grow, to love, to live

So help us Lord to let them live

For they’re roses meant for blooming

May we learn to hold as dear

What God Himself has planted here

And may we make the choice in fear

Lest we keep God’s rose

We keep each precious rose

Lest we keep God’s rose from blooming