The snowflakes were playing a game--
Racing across the expanse of my back yard
While the daffodils waved merrily
Cheering them on from the stands
And the trees nodded silently
Saving their strength
Waiting until just the right moment
To shower the pollen confetti
The referees blew their whistles—
The cardinal from the tall birch
The blue jays and chickadees
Sounding the two-minute warning
I’m just sipping my coffee
Announcing the game
And Noah builded an altar unto the LORD; and took of every clean beast, and of every clean fowl, and offered burnt offerings on the altar.
And the LORD smelled a sweet savour; and the LORD said in his heart, I will not again curse the ground any more for man's sake; for the imagination of man's heart is evil from his youth; neither will I again smite any more every thing living, as I have done.
While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease.
The seasons are proof of the promises from God—enjoy all of them!