Promises

My heart responds to every silent thing The evening star, the chill of winter's sting A world so white serene and still The pink farewell of sun behind the hill When day is done and worries creep And troubles keep my thoughts from sleep Outside there shines a twinkling star In silence spreads it's light afar Reminding me to keep my dreams To trust God's light, through window streams For moon will shine on shadowed sill And birds still sing through wind and chill All nature has this truth to hold Beyond the winter, beyond the cold There lies the dream that brings again The simple beauty of the rain Tomorrow comes on sparrow wings And always brings a promised spring _____________________________________________ I printed this poem, unsigned, folded it around a single rose from my garden and left it under the windshield wiper of a neighbor's car (parked in her driveway). She has been having a hard time, caring for a parent with Alzheimer's.