My eyes gaze longingly out the window
Searching for something to dwell on
Back and forth they go taking in all that they see
Suddenly all my senses are on edge
There it is inviting me to come outside
Before I know what’s happening my feet begin to lead me
The smell is unbelievably fragrant
As it wafts into my nostrils I can feel my senses come alive
A smile slowly crosses my face
My eyes begin to dance as they soak in all the beauty
Anyone watching would only see a simple rose garden in front of me
But that is not what I see before my eyes
I see a Labor of Love blossoming abundantly
Each petal on the roses represent the many beautiful memories that we’ve made
The varied colors of the roses remind me how many different ways that I am loved
Although the roses contain thorns I am not discouraged
They simply act to remind me that life won’t always be smooth
But, just as the thorns protect the roses from damage,
the thorns in my life can be used to strengthen me
and help me grow into the beautiful rose that God intends for me to be
Amidst the many beautiful blossoms I can see lots of new buds
Each and every one is a reminder that our love will always grow
I sit here and I gaze so lovingly at my garden of love
As I smell the aroma I can almost imagine the smell of dirt
as it was tilled and prepared - just waiting to let the love of my husband burst through
As I look upon it I will always see the many hours he has given to nurture
a small sprout into the lovely rose that it became.
And I imagine that I can hear the whisper of the petals
as they rub together - softly they are saying "I Love You"
You may see a rose garden but I will always see
a Labor of Love designed just for me.
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