Daffodils and tulips blooming,

Like a choir, seem to sing.

Beautiful and unassuming,

Life renewed in days of Spring.

* * *

Trees arrayed in joyful splendor,

As a bride prepared to wed.

Earth displaying, heaven’s wonder,

Teaching truths with words unsaid.

* * *

Dressed for festive celebration,

Standing tall, for all to see.

God revealed, through His creation,

Lord of all eternity.

* * *

Learn a lesson from the flowers,

And the trees that bud, be wise,

Changing seasons, heaven’s showers,

Make the dead like flowers rise!

Cathy White – 2008

1 Thessalonians 4:16 For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first:


About Cathy

My name is Cathy White and I am a born again Christian, saved in 1988 at the age of 38. My mother was born again in her old age, in her 80's. Her name is Giannina which means "God is gracious."
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