RESURRECTION

Have you ever sat and looked at a tree

and wondered about it’s mystery?

Have you noticed, in the early spring,

overnight the leaves suddenly turn to green? (Birth

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But then with autumns warm sunlight

they turn to gold and crimson bright. ( Life

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And in winter they slowly turn to brown

gliding gently to the ground. ( Death

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Then again, in the early spring,

overnight, once more, Emerald green. ( Resurrection

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By Lora Cox

This was my first poem. Written in 1970. My two boys were small and I picked them up from school one day and took them to a local park to play on the playground. I stayed in the car where I could watch them. There were a lot of beautiful tall, green trees in the background and I was just thinking how beautiful they were. I have always loved trees. The first line of the poem came to me and something in my head said, "Write this down." All I had was my sons school scratch pad and pencil. I started writing and out came this poem.

I think if we look around at nature we can see proof of resurrection everywhere. Do you think maybe God planned it that way? I do.

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