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I decided to post this poem on YouTube. I pray it is a blessing.
For Our Beth-E Tiny specks of snow dust In dawn’s first early light How can just one snowflake Glow so beautifully bright? The sun from up above Shines down on what’s below Setting off a fire glint That makes my heart beat slow Fallen flakes don’t hurry They simply sit real still Resting where they’ve landed Surrendered to God’s will Rainbow glints like diamonds Which put my soul at ease, That Your love can warm us Though all around might freeze God in Heaven fill us With Your radiant glow That even in the cold Your glory we may show Birds may peck and squabble And crush a tender flake Heedless to the damage Their bustling movement makes Squirrels may romp and ramble And trample under foot Helpless little snowflakes And where they have been put Wondering why they’re there Frail crystals may protest, “Put me some place safer!” But our Maker knoweth best Looking to the Arctic - Some more conducive place They might sob, “God, save us - we perish with no trace!” It may seem no response Is given to their cry As they start to suffer And then they start to die The same Light that brightens Will also melt them down Like tiny tears of grief Wept fast upon the ground Ugly mud will follow Where white snow once rested In the in between times Hearts are sorely tested But all these things must come And we must say goodbye To each tiny snowflake That captures heart and eye Forlorn days will follow Where life seems hard to bear The bleakness of the weather Will taint each grieving prayer And then one day a bulb Buried beneath the earth Will show its tiny head Reminding us of birth For every mother knows Who bears a girl or boy That sorrow has to come Before there can be joy So, with all Creation A pattern is in place Nothing blooms like a smile Where tears have once been traced Frail and melted crystals Will work with morning beams Green will soon surround us Surprising as it seems And so, we will give thanks For snow that’s gone away For what we thought was loss Brightens each new Spring Day Hyacinths and tulips, Knock-out Rose bushes, too Will bring back tender thoughts, Reminding me of you Daffodils shall stand tall, As Rhododendrons wave, Hydrangeas nod their heads, “She’d want you to be brave.” We may joke of “snowflakes” And how they’re not real tough But I smile with wonder They shine when life is rough When their beauty’s broken, Delicate edges marred, They may want to protest, “Our lot is far too hard.” When heat distills us down And strips all else away And seeing what remains Fills our hearts with dismay When two parts hydrogen Cannot come up for air And one part oxygen Complains, “Life’s just not fair.” Absolutely distilled, Thinking, “I’ve had enough!” In moments of doubt, we find We’re made of tougher stuff Colors will soon spring forth Where barrenness once lay A melody will rise As we give thanks and pray Seasons come and then go This one will pass us by Sunshine gives rest and joy And storms may make us cry When summer comes, please smile Pick “rosebuds while ye may” Don’t long for what you had Enjoy the sprinkler’s spray For God in Heaven knows Right when to give and take Just when we’ve reached August It’s time to get a rake! And then some sleepy morn The ground will be made white Upon the evergreen Two blue jays will alight One flake among billions Will sparkle in the snow Capture my attention And at that time, I’ll know Even though I have lost The cycle starts anew Someone will catch my eye Reminding me of you And how for a season You sparkled among men Better yet, up above I’ll know you Live again
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