Scent of April
The smell of sweet magnolia
Drifts through the morning air
The lingering scent of perfume
Is found most everywhere.
The lilac tree is blooming
True color, in its prime
Its fragrance, just like heaven
Aroma, so divine.
The sun is brightly shining
A cloud cannot be found
Bright blue skies of azure
With tulips all around.
The birds are gently lilting
Their song is warm and sweet
With thoughts of home and nesting
Upon the breeze, they meet.
With grass so green and tender
A garden that’s been blessed
Daffodils are blooming
God’s beauty at its best.
Marilyn Ferguson ©2006
Jesus said to them, "I am the bread of life;
he who comes to Me will not hunger, and he
who believes in Me will never thirst."
John 6:35
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