Flower Girl

Flower Girl

She watches and waits
Until it's her time to shine
Then gracefully spinkles petals
Little flower girl of mine.

She looks like an angel
All dressed in her best
Although of her patience
This day was a test!

In my book of memories
I'm sure this will be
A wonderful treasure....
This sweet memory!

Thena

Little Flower Girl

So nervous and shy
She waits basket in hand
She wiggles and squirms...
Oh, it's so hard to stand!

Looking around at the people in pews
She scratches her nose
And she tugs at new shoes.

Then the music starts to play
And suddenly she stands tall
And from her gloved tiny hand
Rose petals begin to fall.

She smiles so sweetly as she goes
Past the rows and rows and rows
And at the end she stops and sighs
As her mother so proudly cries.

The brides walks on the lovely trail
Blushing from beneath her veil
And remembers fondly admist this bridal whirl
When she too was a flower girl!

Thena