Sunset On The Flower

By Pastor Dr. Ronnie Wolfe

For Aunt Nellie (Maddox) Drury Garrison

May 14, 2013 

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Each day of Spring brings welcomed flowers,

Soothing breeze, and flushing bowers.

Anxious plants anticipate

Their foliage green and buds not late.

Then pushing through the warm, moist soil

Come daffodils with stressing toil.

They grow as tall as Spring allows

And hope for safety from the plows,

Reminding me of a lady fair

Like a whisper in the air.

The Spring grows weary as time flies,

And Summer comes with brightened eyes.

This lady, like a flower, goes on

And cares for husband, child, and home.

Her private duty goes un-praised

Like hanging flowers on porches raised.

But as the Summer stretches out,

The flower dries; there is no doubt.

Then Autumn brings its golden hue,

The lady starts to come in view.

The Spring’s dear brightness is gone by.

The Autumn shuns the Summer sigh.

The Autumn daylight fades the brown,

But it brightens as the sun goes down

So the lady comes from Spring’s bright show,

Through Summer’s harshly sunlit glow.

In Autumn’s coolness here she stands

‘Fore winter’s coldest shadow lands;

The lady fair sits warm with grace,

Happy countenance on her face.

So stands she firm on God’s good earth

And gives God glory in mounting mirth.

Spring and Summer have gone by;

Autumn’s here, and with a sigh,

She stands here firm at every hour;

Enjoy the sunset on the flower.

The flower has beauty through the day,

As in her life she’d live and play.

But there is no beauty for this hour

Like the golden sunset on the flower.