SNOWSTORM

SNOWSTORM


GRACE COMES LIKE A SNOWSTORM
COVERING WINTER'S DRY STICKS
LEAVING BEAUTY
NOT A NEW THOUGHT
BUT A NEEDED THOUGHT
A REMINDER THOUGHT
THAT THE DRABNESS OF A TIRED SOUL
IS RENEWED BY GRACE
LITTLE THINGS
LIKE
GRANDMOM
GRANDPOP
TELL ME ABOUT JESUS
WHAT DOES THE STORY MEAN
THE LITTLE BABY IN A BARN
LIKE SIMEON
LIKE ANNA
WE FEEL THAT WE HAVE WAITED FOR THIS
SO WHILE THE STORM MADE NEW
WE TOLD THE STORY
DRY STICKS BECAME GREEN
ROSES BLOOMED IN THE SNOW
 THE WIND THAT HOWLED
TOLD WHISPERS IN OUR EAR
OF GOD'S LOVE
 THE CHILD SANG HAPPY BIRTHDAY
TO HIS NEW FRIEND


f. a. vollmer