Genesis 1:11 And God said, “Let the earth sprout vegetation, plants yielding seed, and fruit trees bearing fruit in which is their seed, each according to its kind, on the earth.” And it was so.
SPRINGThe alder by the river Shakes out her powdery curls;
The willow buds in silverFor little boys and girls.
The little birds fly overAnd oh, how sweet they sing!
The little birds fly overAnd oh, how sweet they sing!
To tell the happy children
That once again 'tis spring.
The gay green grass comes creeping
The gay green grass comes creeping
So soft beneath their feet;
The frogs begin to rippleA music clear and sweet.
And buttercups are coming,And scarlet columbine,And in the sunny meadows
And buttercups are coming,And scarlet columbine,And in the sunny meadows
The dandelions shine.
And just as many daisiesAs their soft hands can hold
And just as many daisiesAs their soft hands can hold
The little ones may gather,All fair in white and gold.
Here blows the warm red clover,There peeps the violet blue;
Here blows the warm red clover,There peeps the violet blue;
O happy little children!
God made them all for you.
~by Celia Thaxter
Have a blessed day !
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