Laced

You are speaking through my flowers,
which wonderfully empowers.
My spirit does soar,
praising my Lord galore.
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The leaves have beautiful lace,
all I can see is Your grace;
laced with bright reds,
around the leaves it spreads.
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Each dark pink joint,
is a connecting point,
from one leaf to another,
beautifully touching each other.
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Red runs through the veins,
there its beauty remains.
It grows strong and tall,
no longer is it small.
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The growth in my plant,
cancels out the can’t.
It is a good reminder,
God is even kinder.
~
Praise be
to Thee
God Almighty
who’s with me.

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