As I wandered the forest,
The green leaves among,
I heard a Wild Flower
Singing a song.
'I slept in the earth
In the silent night,
I murmured my fears
And I felt delight.
'In the morning I went
As rosy as morn,
To seek for new joy;
But oh! met with scorn.'
Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life,
what you will eat or drink; or about your body,
what you will wear. Is not life more than food,
and the body more than clothes?
Look at the birds of the air;
they do not sow or reap or store away in barns,
and yet your heavenly Father feeds them.
Are you not much more valuable than they?
Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?
I am the lover's gift; I am the wedding wreath;
I am the memory of a moment of happiness;
I am the last gift of the living to the dead;
I am a part of joy and a part of sorrow.
But I look up high to see only the light,
And never look down to see my shadow.
This is wisdom which man must learn.
Spring is a miraculous experience.
The whole world comes alive after the winter
in which it seemed that everything was dead.
The world comes filled with color
and the scent of delicious greenery.
The world that seemed so dull
and cold has come alive once again.
Little did we know that beneath the cold hard ground
the plants and trees were preparing for rebirth.
Spring gives us hope
for rejuvenation in our own lives as well.
Spring is a time to renew the excitement
and zest for life that lives inside.
by familyfriend Poems