CELEBRATE HER
JOYOUS
CALL

She fully danced with nature's splendor.
She noticed all things bright and tender.
She smelled the flora rich and sweet,
Her relish of this earth complete.

To catch the fragrant springtime breeze.
She sat beneath the shade of trees.
She witnessed all the fruits of Earth.
And understood their beauties worth.

Of daffodils and poppy hills,
The richness of our life did fill
These gifts she shared with all she knew.
In photographs and stories too.

Behold the rainbow colored spread,
Of hills in winter presumed dead.
The flowers rest to come again.
Their beauty process without end.

As the flowers that she held so dear,
Never with remorse or fear,
Her spirit rises full of light;
Her breath in concert with his might.

So celebrate her joyous call,
Her seasons change before us all.
Let her love for nature's gifts resound
As each new seedling breaks the ground.

Author: Edith Claire Weast
March 26th 1943

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