GODS CHOICE...

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As God reached down, he chose a rose
For his own special garden,
I touched his hand and then I said
“Dear God, I beg your pardon,
You can’t take him it’s much too soon
He is too special to let go”
But God just said, “I know that’s why
I want to watch him grow,
I will care for him and nurture him
With tender loving care
He’ll be my special rose
That can’t be nurtured there
I’ll bring the smile back to his face
I will take away his pain
I’ll let the sun shine down on him
So he’ll be happy again”
So I let God...
“Thank you”, He said
“He knows,
That the one’s I take are Special
And he’s My very special ROSE.”
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