The art of God comes alive each spring,
As grass starts to grow and trees dress in green;
The flowers poke their heads through the soil,
And God's art work displays quite a scene.

We see color everywhere we look,
As green trees raise their arms in praise;
New life can be seen in animals too,
Life is good and safe we pray.



The art of God includes the human race,
He made each man, woman and child;
He made each unique and special,
Then He looked at us and smiled.



The first crocus that blooms in spring,
Brings such joy to the earth;
It fills me with hope and cheer,
And reminds me life is filled with mirth.

The art of God is filled with amazing love,
It's beauty is difficult to describe;
God gives us hope so we can live,
And reminds us we are part of His tribe.

Sandra S. Oidtman 2022