Softly now the snow falls
Gently to the ground
Whirling, swirling. drifting
Silence all around.

Soon the sun will reappear
To warm the frozen earth
And pave the way for Springtime
The season of rebirth
Eager hands will till the soil
Seeds are placed with care
Nurtured by the sun and rain
New life is everywhere

When toiling in the garden
Watching seeds you've sown
Poke their heads up through the dirt
You know you're not alone
For who can view the beauty
Of flowers in full bloom
And not feel , deep within their hearts
God's Love replacing gloom

Mom will say "How Beautiful"
And clap her hands in glee
Joan will dead head all her plants
To lengthen life you see

Marlene on the other hand
Will make her rounds each day
With her trusty "bug jar"
And I can hear her say

I planted, fed and watered
I did my very best
I fought the weeds and bugs and worms
Now God can do the rest.


©Sharon Langan 3/14/01

This was written to bring a smile to my Mom and two of my sisters during a very long winter.