Oh, Magnolia,
You southern bloom,
Up here in the north
You come too soon.
Oh, Magnolia,
Each branch a chain
Of diamond drops
Whether ice or rain.
Oh, Magnolia,
You just can’t wait,
Your buds yet form
When winter stays late.
Oh, Magnolia,
Your blooms unfold
When snows still fall,
‘If nights stay cold.
Oh, Magnolia,
Each bud your faith speaks
Of life restored,
In winter’s defeat.
Oh, Magnolia,
That we could show
The flow’r of our Faith
As the bloom you grow!
first published in Penned From The Heart
© 2001 Bonnie Manion