The Language of Flowers
It was early one morning 100 million years ago When the first flower on the planet Showed its face to the face of the sun There was no one around that morning To see that such wonderful show When a new phase of evolution Had only just begun For hundreds of millions of years The plants had no flowers As they struggled to survive When this new earth was begun They needed all their powers Just to stay alive They had no time for beauty To show to the face of the sun |
Flowers are messengers from creation They speak in a language that shows us how to live They speak to us of beauty and of the joy of giving They speak in a language That shows us how to love And each of the flowers brings its own message Just like the first flower A hundred million years ago And now we are here To appreciate their beauty And share the love they share with us With everyone we know |