The desert and the parched land will be glad; the wilderness will rejoice and blossom.
Been waiting for Spring
Holding my breath for dogwood trees
Little buds popping at the ends of upturned fingers
I was surprised when I rounded the corner
Of the house
First by petals on the ground
Then I saw
Rejoicing and blossoming all over
Rejoicing and blossoming
Like a shopping spree of pink
You are always faithful!
Thank you, God, for your not-so-subtle messengers of Spring. Help me to not be so impatient for the warm weather, flowers, and green. It's coming. I know. You are always faithful.