He That Giveth (Written March 30)

He That Giveth


In the late afternoon

When the sun is still strong

In the southern sky


Above the little town

And the wind begins to die

Over the hills and the streets


Become clogged with traffic

And the promise of spring meets

Winter’s lingering¬†freeze


I want to come out

Under the shade of the trees

That line the path by the river


And climb the high bridge

And bow to the giver

Of life and give of myself

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