SPRING GARDEN

A spring garden is full of surprises:  It seems like nothing is alive there; then blossoms open overnight.  The frozen, sleeping ground softens and wakes up; mud gives way to young, green shoots. Birds return with happy songs, building their nests and laying eggs.  Soon they’ll be looking for yummy treats to feed their babies;

HERALDS OF SPRING

Just when you think you’ve had enough; The cold gets you down; Trudging through snow seems so rough, Out come lovely heralds of Spring: Some of them blooming While others start to sing. Just about the time you give in To endless Winter, All around you will begin To awaken and give new birth So

MUSIC

Music is the language of the heart That speaks in tones That words alone Could never begin to express. Such passion and emotion are shared Laughter and tears; Great joys and fears Come from the depths of human souls. Music is Heaven’s language as well As angels sing To God our King All worship and