I prayed a flower from the rainbow just to see you smile.
God said, “child you don’t know what you’re asking. This will take a while.
For every color to shape a pedal, a heart must see like Me.
Unconditional love is unique child, as it is color free.”
So I stretched across a blindfold way across my face
and reached out my hand, hoping for some grace.
I know the miles are many, but all our blood is crimson
Where are the flower pedals? Were you able to win some?