I Feel It In The Air
Edna Reed
 I know it's Easter time again, I feel it in the air. The breath of spring with woodsy tang, And new life everywhere. And spring glides on with magic touch O'er mountain side and glen; And wakens all the sleeping plants For Easter time again. The brooklets leap from rock to rock, As if in joyful play; The flowers peep from darkened tombs To welcome Easter Day. The birds are swinging on the boughs, And trill in ecstasy; They seem to show the world's great joy Of Easter mystery. Why should we dread the thing called death? It's just an open door, Where all within is love and peace And joy forever more. "Because I live, you too shall live," We hear the Savior say. Let's consecrate our lives anew, On this glad Easter Day.  |
Thank you for sharing our journey into gardening life! We so appreciate having you along the way. Please have a blessed Easter!!
No comments:
Post a Comment