" Tim Really Liked This Poem"
I saw God today, strolling through the meadow. Not quite sure of what He was doing, I decided to stay and watch just a bit longer. I was impatient, my feelings crushed. I wanted to scream, but instead I sat, waiting quietly, with the curiosity of a child. Suddenly, He turned and looked at me. I was startled but quickly blurted out, " Why God, do some die so young, Why did you take my friend?" In all great wisdom he replied, in much to my amazement with another question, " If you were gathering flowers, would you pick only the old for your bouquet?" Coming nearer, I felt his warmth. I touched His love. He opened his arms. " Come to me, be my corsage." I think He was picking flowers.
But, Mom asks, "WHY DID HE HAVE TO TAKE MY FLOWER?"???

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