ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

I found this watercolor, hidden away in a box. It’s always a surprise to find another one I’ve never seen before. In a way, it’s sad to find these works inside of a box when they should be viewed and enjoyed by others. I am proud of my husband’s artwork. He created a lasting legacy through it. I can almost feel his presence when I look at each one. The things we leave behind may have no value to some, but this is a treasure that will remind me that he’s now enjoying all the benefits of heaven. Soon we’ll be together again.

What started as a single seed reclining in the earth,

Is now a giant masterpiece with monetary worth,

The time it took to grow this tree encompassed many years,

It suffered many bruises and witnessed many tears,

Some of its limbs were withered, while others brandished life,

Its trunk was strong as iron, yet endured all kinds of strife,

As winds defiled and bent its frame, it seemed that he was lost,

Its roots exposed, its spine now bent from cold and bitter frost,

Still, it survived and grew some more and pierced right through the clouds,

Its life went on and does today, evading death’s dark shrouds,

We like that tree continue through life’s discouraging path,

We place our hope in worldly things and we receive God’s wrath,

But when we put our hope in Him our life will never end,

And it will be much greater than our minds can comprehend,

The growth that we experience throughout our earthly days,

Will never reach comparison to what His love purveys,

We lift our eyes to heaven and know what waits beyond,

To see the face of Jesus and know He will respond.