from Ernestine Cobern Beyer-
with many thanks to her daughter, Barbara Beyer Malley.
Doff, my soul, your sober dress,
Heart, wear your fairest frills.
He must have loved all loveliness
Who dressed the daffodils!
In My Garden
Pausing on my lawn, I glimpse a bird,
And in its singing, Lord, I hear Thy Word.
Nearby, I see a lilac bush in bloom,
And feel thy presence in its faint perfume.
And when I see thy smile, my spirit thrills --
Though what I look upon is daffodils.
As in a small reflecting-glass
The sun's rays fiercely focus,
So Spring is captured in the grass
By one important crocus.
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Posted by rhapsody at 2:09 PM