Springtime poems
rhapsody March 27th, 2008
from Ernestine Cobern Beyer-
with many thanks to her daughter,
Barbara Beyer Malley.
Easter Parade
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.
Spring
As in a small reflecting-glass
The sun’s rays fiercely focus,
So Spring is captured in the grass
By one important crocus.
