They say a hard freeze will come An ending to this glorious week When flowers burst through swelling bud And miracles on miracles Appeared before my awe-filled eyes. The vivid azaleas colour the path, Viburnum like dancers with pom-poms leap From garden borders and the phlox Cover with gaiety the earth. A few magnolia blossoms cling To branches breaking forth in leaves But now has come the dogwood's hour. I have read that Christ was crucified On a cross made from the dogwood tree And a spell was cast by God himself That never again would its trunk grow Large enough to hang a man. Nature has her ways to teach But we must learn to hear her voice Outlasting death and fleeting time.
Poems Undated (1727)
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