With the advent of summer, I decided to print a poem about the seasons that I wrote back in 2014. Without further ado, here it is.
He Comes
He comes in summer
In thunderstorms and showers
Cleansing the earth.
In thunderstorms and showers
Cleansing the earth.
He comes in
autumn
When trees proclaim his glory
With blood-red leaves.
When trees proclaim his glory
With blood-red leaves.
He comes in
winter
As white blankets cover seeds
Soon to awake.
As white blankets cover seeds
Soon to awake.
He comes in
spring
When a tiny robin’s egg
Brings forth new life.
When a tiny robin’s egg
Brings forth new life.
Jesus comes
all year
Into the hearts of Christians
Saved by His grace.
Into the hearts of Christians
Saved by His grace.
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