Planted A Flower

I planted me a flower Though my friends say a weed In my garden from a forgotten seed. So I planted it deep And around it I hoed So someday my flower would grow. But my flower never came From the sunshine or the rain That GOD placed above its head. And so my friends would just laugh Every time that they would pass My garden, my plant and I. Gardeners were them all As though they have been called To bring beauty upon our sight. And a gardener wasn't I Just a poet in disguise And for that reason I sat and cried. More care to my plant I gave And more affection to it I showed. While praying one day my flower would grow. And my friends would just laugh at me When they saw me on my knees And to my flower when they heard me speak. To ignorance they did blame Its a weed they would exclaim Then they would walk away. For a madman I must be Trying to create a flower out of a weed Then I would bow my head to weep. And every night that I went to bed I dreamt of a rainbow in my head Which was my flower I planted with my own hands. And every morning when I awoke I ran to my garden, but I was torn For my flower was still unborn. And I could hear my friends laugh at me Hidden behind an old oak tree And I could see them shake their heads and walk away. But then came one magic morning When in my head my dreams were forming While in my garden, my dream, had awoke. I awoke, to gasps and jeers I arose, to shouts and cheers Then in my garden, I walked in bitterness and fear. Then I saw a rainbow with a halo I saw my friends with a child's glow And then I heard the wind, as she softly spoke to me. You had faith in a weed, A weed, had faith in you. And nature, had faith in you two. Randy L. McClave