Today is made for growing
With Spring knocking at my door
The sky is dark and clouded
The rain serenely pours
The flowers gently peek
From their Winter’s hiding place
The robin he doth seek
A pine of firry lace
The rain is bringing growth
To every flower, bush, and tree
The creeks and rivers floweth
With eternal life to be
The clouds gently part
A ray of sun kisses the earth
It enlivens my heart
With Spring’s wondrous rebirth
From a church on yonder hill
The bells of Sabbath ring
The world is quiet ’til
The birds begin to sing…
By Deborah A. Bowman, copyrighted in 1962, but please do SHARE … just mention my name and blog, http://www.bowmanauthor.com
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That was a very excellent piece of work Deborah.I love that poem.
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That was a very excellent piece of work Deborah.I love that poem.
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Oh, Marion, so do I! I write so much poetry that I forget so much of it, but that poem … almost like a song, psalm, or sonnet … never leaves my mind. Have a blessed weekend, my dear! You bring peace and joy to the world through your faith. You inspire me to write. Thank you!
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It is remarkable for a 9 year old child to write such beautiful poetry! You are a gifted poet Deb. Stay blessed and keep inspiring!
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Thank you, Balroop. When the beauty is inside you or the sadness or the madness, it must surface or be lost … than we would not be whole.
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It is incredible what the minds of children can produce, Deborah. Michael also has some amazing ideas although he couldn’t write it down like this.
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But together you and he created something magnificent, meaningful, and breathtaking!
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I agree with Balroop, what a remarkable, lovely poem for a 9-year-old to write. Naturally talented at a young age, Deborah. Wishing you a blessed Easter.
~Lauren 💗🌷🐰
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Thank you, Baydreamer. It was like a song to me … the cadence and rhythm. Just kind of wrote itself one day, and I been hooked on verse ever since!
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What a lovely poem, Patricia, at such an young age! You are talented with words. Thank you for sharing. I began writing poems in the form of greeting cards at age 9 too. I always loved the cadence and rhythm of rhyme and still occasional make up my own cards to give to friends and family. 😆
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So do I. I design the cards for family and friends, printing them individually. There are some lovely card weight blanks out there that look beautiful. I love cream linen. You do such lovely verse in your books!
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Thank you, Deborah. I’m sorry I called you Patricia by mistake! 🤗
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That’s okay. I’m sure there’s a Patricia Bowman out there writing poetry … somewhere…
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Wow! That’s great! Thanks for sharing!!!
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