I've read somewhere that March winds are
The morning yawns of spring....
The earth is waking up and God
Has bid each songbird sing.
Each new green leaf presenting
A picture of rebirth.
Rainbows of sun-kissed flowers
Decorating God's green earth.
It is the time for newborn lambs...
The smell of fresh cut grass...
The whirling wings of humming birds...
For the robins to amass.
For bees sipping sweet nectar...
Lush meadows lined with deer...
Bears coming out of hibernation
And butterflies to re-appear.
Camping out...walks through the woods...
A search for wild mushrooms...
Or lying on some sandy beach
Listening to laid back tunes.
It's a time for celebration
As Resurrection Sunday comes!
O, hear the trees clapping their hands!
Listen as creation hums!
God has ordered all the seasons
Each has something good to bring.
But one can almost see Him smiling
As so sweetly comes the Spring.
Doris Jacobs-Covington
March 25, 2015
~~ Dedicated to Janet~~
(Janet's Planet)
Song of Solomon 2:11-12 For behold, the winter is past;
the rain is over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth,
the time of singing[has come,
and the voice of the turtledove
is heard in our land
Night and day, whether he sleeps
or gets up, the seed sprouts and grows,
though he does not know how.
Revelation 21:6 He said to me: "It is done. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. To the thirsty I will give water without cost the spring of the water of life."