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[title] => The Golden Rose
[time] => 2006-07-31 19:17:53
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[bodytext] => Alot was on my mind, I needed to get away, So I thought I would walk into the garden, I seen some flowers there on display. I sat upon a bench, As I heard the birds sing, It was very peaceful, Until I heard a voice scream. He wasn't screaming as I thought, But pleading with His heart, He told some men to pray for Him, As the sun went down and gotten dark. I watched Him as He walked away, Toward a rock laying there, He got down on His knees, He began another prayer. I started to walk over to Him, I thought He needed a friend, I held out my hand, And then I said. You said you needed prayer, Your friends over there, Won't give you an hour, I guess they don't care. I stooped to pick a golden rose, That layed at His feet. He held the rose in His hands, And then He looked at me. Thank you for the rose my child, I am fine indeed, There is nothing for you to worry about, I have my Father to help me. As He turned to walk away, I saw within His eyes, The love of the world, But they don't realize. I picked up a red rose, I held it in my hand, I held up to GOD, Then I said Thank You aman. The red rose was turning colors, Like a rainbow in the sky, Then it turned a misty-gold, Before my very eyes. He saw what had happened, He stepped forward to say, That when we come to know His love, The red roses turn golden in the day. The red represents my blood, That I will shed, The golden rose represents the crown, I will place upon your head, Many different colors of roses here on display, But just remember what you saw today. The time has come child, I have to let you go, But there is one thing, I want you to know. I know all about troubles, I know why you came in here, I know everything about you, Just know I will always be there, Just seek me, You will find me, Knock and the door will open unto you, Seek my kingdom first, And there is nothing, I wouldn't give to you. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 192 [topic] => 19 [informant] => sandypoet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => InspirationalPoems )
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