God Nods As They Move On
By Shawn R. Jones
When the wooden porch is pollen caked
from lemon dust of flowers
quaking as they bloom,
winter cries a sad good-bye
to insects snared
in looming webs of spring
and no one writes their eulogies
but millions of doves sing
across a moon-filled dawn,
“Small lives do
God’s purpose too
before the day is gone.”
Shawn R. Jones is the author
of the devotional book, Pictures in Glass Frames http://t.co/BxiNwWRG
and the poetry chapbook, Womb Rain, http://www.amazon.com/Womb-Rain-New-Womens-Voices/dp/1599242699/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1337717218&sr=8-1
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A delightful poem to read!!!!! God bless!
Thank you so much, Wendell!
Wonderful! I really, really enjoyed it!
Thank you! I am so glad you enjoyed it!!!
Your poetry resonates deep because they have a lot of meaning. This is no exception.
My sincere thanks : )