William B Myers
Thereís a flower in the garden - outside my living room.
Itís the color of a sunrise - with a rainbow running through.
Out of reach, too far to smell, I see itís beauty very well
God's creation comes alive and brightens all here who dwell.
For several days I enjoy the sight - it brings me happiness and much delight
Those who pass stop and gaze - upon the flower that I praise
Who knows how long it may last - life is short and this days past.
I long to hold this flower you see - here in my hand close to me
But to hold a flower freshly cut - would be to kill and that Iíll not
So there it is and there it stays - in my garden fresh each day.
Iíll just sit and enjoy the view - right here in my living room.
Yesterday it was a beauty - with petals all in bloom
Today itís such a pity - only residue there now looms
But tomorrow is yet another day - and hopefully in some magic way
A flower will once more bloom - outside my living room.