RAINDROPS AND ROSEBUDS

She's always loved flowers,
Especially watching them grow.
No favorite color--just seeing them
Mature from the seeds she'd sown.

Reminding her of her children--
Small and tiny like rosebuds
When they're born.  They're
Parts of her--her flesh and blood.

She loved them and nurtured them,
Like raindrops do flowers.
Taught them right from wrong--
Scared away bad dreams and monsters.

Kissed away their boo-boos,
Washed away their tears.
Taught them about God and
Listened to bedtime prayers.

They're adults now, mature
And grown like the flowers
She grew.  Years have passed--
To her, only minutes and hours.

Whenever she's remembered,
One phrase stands out:
"Raindrops and Rosebuds".
Showing others what love's about.