IS it true That you Are indeed The shriveled seed In spring I buried underground Not a bit of green around? Now you are Full of light As a star; Out of night Came this glory—grew to this Little piece of perfect bliss; O the joy to know I helped you grow; What mighty one would not be Small helper in such glorious ministry! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MOTHERHOOD by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON STREET-CRIES: 2. THE SHIP OF EARTH by SIDNEY LANIER THE DAY OF THE DEAD SOLDIERS; MARY 30, 1869 by EMMA LAZARUS WAITING IN THE CHILDREN'S HOSPITAL by CLARENCE MAJOR |