The Whisper Of Spring
A lilt is in the air and I
must sing the songs that tell
the world I know that April's here
to stay for just a spell;
A mellow time when green takes hold
and flowers touch the dew,
when showers come on Aprils terms
and rainbows fill my view;
But then along comes merry May;
her presence paints the land
in colors rife with prism's glint,
each shown at her command;
And now I know why April comes
and brings her showers, to
renew the hope for springtime art
against May's skies of blue.
Each month a part and parcel of
this spring that comes my way;
a lilt is in the air and i
shall savor each new day.
Author: Henry W. Gurley
God's powerful hand is seen each Spring
in the blossoms bursting from the trees.
He brings forth a song from an egg shell
and He whispers in the warm Spring breeze.
The hillside changes to shades of green;
flowers awake, then yawn and nod.
They are mute, they cannot voice His name;
yet in their silence, they speak of God.
Fragrant blooms burst forth with elegance;
and man sweetly whispers, "How divine,"
but the power of God is so much greater
than the total measure of men's minds.
Author: Barbara Cagle Ray
I Am Not Afraid
I am not afraid of storms for...
I am learning to sail my ship
Author: Louisa May Alcott
Joanne in Dreamland
Never Lose Hope
"What A Day For A Daydream"
View My Guestbook
Sign My Guestbook
This page was made with Love
by MistyGal
March, 2000
Updated March 24, 2001
FastCounter by bCentral