This is a piece written by my favorite local poet, a sweet lady named Ozella who worships at our church. I wanted to share it with you today:

The flowers I plant upon this earth

Will be a gift to you and will earn their worth

Please take care that they do not die

After I to heaven fly…

 

Their colors will be pink, yellow, and white

I sure hope that this is alright

Before I leave this earth below

I will watch the beautiful flowers grow.

 

I will go to where flowers forever bloom

They will be in my mansion’s every room

They will need no water or food you see

Because God will also be there through eternity.