Hello, my Friend! Hello today!
I hope you are in a good way!
No matter rain, no matter shine,
I always hope your day is fine!
When you go walking any day,
Do you love flowers and the way
Their easy beauty’s caught your eye,
And you don’t care to wonder why…
You just enjoy that they are there.
There are grand flowers everywhere!
There are all kinds and colors, too!
All different flow’rs for me and you!
A gift from God, these flowers are!
Just like the sun!…the moon!…a star!
Each flower is uniquely fine,
Some are scattered…some in a line!
Of course, we know the flow’rs we see
Are just a glimpse of what would be
If Paradise was still our home…
We’d never ever want to roam!
So it is just so very grand
That God gives flowers to our land!
Sometimes we know before we see,
What kind of flowers there will be
Before our eyes…that are so near…
Because of something very clear…
And ’tis their lovely grand fragrance!
It makes us want to hum and dance!
The roses’ air can’t be described…
We are just glad that it survived
The Flood of Noah, and to be
Here now with us so we can see,
And smell the fine, grand, sweet air breeze,
That roses bring with such great ease.
When lilacs bloom ’tis like the air
Is carrying this scent so fair,
That one does wonder if this scent
Came right from Heav’nly firmament!
The flowers by the sea just grow
With natural beauty…their own glow…
The flowers…pinks and reds and blues…
Lilac, yellow, and purple hues…
The white flow’rs have a unique place.
As they stand out in a green space!
The daisies and the lilies, too,
Speak their piece to all who view!
All who see these lovely flowers,
Want to gaze for many hours!
Now I must mention one more thing…
The truth of which will clearly ring
To all who hear what I will tell,
‘Cause it is from one who knows well,
How Leprechauns and flowers live,
And what flowers, to Leprechauns, give!
WE ALWAYS NEED A HIDIN’ PLACE!
Yes! Flowers often have a space!
Sometimes when we just can’t be seen…
(We’ve talked of this…;)…know what I mean?)
Sometimes, too, we can hide with ease…
But other times, we say, “Oh, please!”
And jump wherever we can find…
Sometimes results are not so kind!
And, though, we did, yes, find a place…
And, though, we could, yes, hide our face…
As you can see…our red hair shows!
And what to do? God, only, knows!
Well, now I am just plain worn out…
But I’ll try to be a good scout…
That means I better take a nap,
Before my patience just goes snap!
It wears you out, this hidin’ work,
But hide I must…I must not shirk
From work that I was giv’n to do…
Same thing goes for me and for you!
I’m glad that we could talk today!
God bless you is what I do say! (See Footnote #38)
3 thoughts on “38. The Flowers!”
Finney’s a man after me own heart, what with all the naps he takes. 🙂 And I loved the rhythm here: “And, though, we did, yes, find a place… And, though, we could, yes, hide our face…”
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Hellooo to my dear Friend S from your dear Friend Finney!
Oh my, yes, I do love a nap!
But sometimes I find on my lap
Some crumbs of food from a fun snack
That I had hidden in my sack!
Me Mum, she wants me to take care…
To not eat too much apple, pear,
Carrot, potato or bean snack,
And not hide extra in my sack.
Me Mum, she watches out for me,
And tries to help me, healthy, be!
So, getting back to a grand nap,
I just brush crumbs right off my lap,
And comfy up on my grand bed,
And lay right down my sleepy head!
I am so glad you liked my rhyme!
And that you thought to take the time
To write and send a note today!
God bless you is what I do say!
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“after me own heart!” you did say!
That’s the Irish Leprechaun way!