All Things Poem by Joyce Hemsley
All Things
To be born amid the daffodils
beneath an angel's wing,
is the start of all things beautiful
love and glory in the spring.
To be born on a day in Maytime
is a gift from our heavenly King
and a part of all things spiritual
in words of a favourite hymn.
To be born in glow of September
you could soon own a sapphire ring
it's the start of all things virginal
For you alone the choirs will sing.
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