Thy Gifts Are Bountiful Poem by Dorothy (Alves) Holmes

Thy Gifts Are Bountiful



On the most beautiful wings of a butterfly
Our Creator's love was magnified.
This precious gift of many hues
Made glad our hearts when in our view
A special one in sapphire blue, perched
On a rose at our garden gate,
Certainly this was not simply fate.
For a moment she lit and fluttered her wings
To the beat of a melody every robin sings.
Then suddenly she flew away, toward the
Heavens above, a precious gift in the symbol
Of our Heavenly Father's love.

Wednesday, August 17, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
written June 23,2015 after seeing this butterfly, oh so beautiful...God's love I sighed happily!
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Dorothy (Alves) Holmes

Dorothy (Alves) Holmes

Baltimore, Maryland
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