The Edge of Morning

Shadows sleep in silence; Trees bow their heads; Breezes slide through darkness; Stars whisper in cloudy beds; Waters ripple quietly; Vast Oceans to tiny streams; Mountains stand attention; Clouds move slowly, making dreams; Tiny blades of grass are born; Caressed by beads of dew; Awaiting morning sunlight; Enhanced by skies of blue; Rosebuds in infancy smile

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Legend of the Dogwood

The season of Spring is upon us and the dogwood blossoms have unfolded in all their glorious beauty. I remember a poem/legend that my Mother used to tell us about the dogwood. The legend may be untrue, but like the sand dollar upon the beaches I believe God placed signs in nature so that we would not forget what his son did for us on the cross. The legend/poem is as follows:

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