Lupine and Sweet William

In clusters bright and pink,
In clusters white and snowy,
In clusters violet and variable
Pop flowers, fragrant and showy.

From showers in the spring
To bowers as they sing
Of newness, life, and beauty,
Flowers possess a solemn duty:

To show God’s love afresh
With no hint of bitterness,
Or indignant lack of charm;
A flower trusts God’s sovereign arm.

It doesn’t shake or tremble,
Except in winds or storms or rain.
However it stays rooted firmly,
And next year blooms again

In clusters tall and slender,
In clusters small and light,
In violets, pinks, and snowy hues–
Among the greens pop flowers bright.