My magnolia in spring is a glorious thing.
It soars in the air above the spring bedding,
While down on the ground, it looks like a wedding.
It’s hard to believe, such a short time ago, it looked dead.
It was bare, it was covered in snow.
Now the petals burst out, like a song to the sky
It’s a playground for birds and a joy to the eye.
It’s the triumph of hope, the return of the sun,
It’s the lift in your heart at the pleasure to come.
It’s a present from nature, the gift of rebirth
A cycle of love from the old spinning earth.
We have come through the dark, now the good things begin
With this face-lifting, head-turning, heart-bursting, soul-lightening, dark-quenching, sap-springing, shouting of life!
My magnolia in spring is a glorious thing.
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JaneLaverick.com – hopeful.