This Time Of Year

This time of year
One thing is clear
The grass is not lush
The songbirds are hushed
The leaves are a no
The flowers don’t grow
It’s winter and cold has it’s way

This time of year
One thing  is clear
I have a Savior
Who loves me forever
His mercy is pure
His promises sure
No matter what kind of weather

 

In response to the daily prompt Lush

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