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Snipping Wilted Flowers

I'm snipping blossoms that have faded,
so fresh, new ones can be seen.
Those bent by rainfall, sad, unaided,
though battered, now may rise again.

Could be with some ways we cling to,
covering new ones that could rise.
Could we cut them off, life bring to
new ones to show their glad surprise?

So, come then with your clipping shears,
Oh, You Gardener of our heart.
Leave the wilted, hopeless fears,
so we will see the new growth start.

08/03/2015 Carol Welch
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