Late Bloomer



She was a late bloomer,
not realizing her beauty and her worth.
So she closed up her petals thinking she was too common,
“of course”.
But it wasn’t until the Gardner of love planted her into His Garden,
That He spoke to her words of promise,
and tended her with delight… There He strengthened her roots and healed her wilted life.
Her petals began to open,
She began to blossom and bloom.
She filled His garden with sweet incense
A type that no other flower could produce.
How gentle is the hand that tends her,
The one who keeps her and sustains her.
The unique flower he finds so special,
was only just a late bloomer.

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