ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©
It seems that just a day ago, small buds of green appeared,
The signs of spring were everywhere, then quickly disappeared,
A winter storm with lots of snow came roaring into town,
The cloak of white is beautiful, but it’s still upside down.
When we are struggling in our sin, when death is at our door,
We hope to go with hearts washed clean, to where we sin no more,
The whiteness of our Father’s love, has washed away all sin,
He’s opened the gates to heaven so we can enter in.
We will endure the storms of life, they come and go each day,
Like unexpected winter storms, they soon will melt away,
The freshness of new life returns when we can see the Son,
The perfect lamb of God came forth and died for everyone.