Elizabeth Lindberg

Rookie (10-30-1955 / Limestone, Maine)

Gift Of Flowers - Poem by Elizabeth Lindberg

A Flower is a gift,
but not for it's own sake,
created out of joy,
and color for the eyes,
such a simple thing,
that leaves smiles in it's wake,
fresh and lovely scent,
from God to you and I,

let every bloom proclaim,
that God is good to us,
such graceful beauty lives,
a token of his love,
unwrapped presents to behold,
from one so generous,
his flower art graces the earth,
bits of wonder, glory touched

Listen to this poem:

Comments about Gift Of Flowers by Elizabeth Lindberg

There is no comment submitted by members..



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Friday, December 23, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 24, 2011


[Hata Bildir]