I watched the rose grow
Stems sprouted in the row
Greenery was showing
Life was clearly growing
The color appears
As passes the years
Beauty is in the blends
As the creator fully intends
The granddaughter is growing
The beautiful rose is showing
She was the girl
But in a whirl
She will be the rose
Just as God chose
His creation, yes
Made to bless
All who know her
Like a gift of myrrh
Sweet as can be
As complex as the sea
This makes her perfect
That is Granddaddy’s verdict
Happy Birthday Corley Baker!
