“God, make me brave for life: oh, braver than this. Let me straighten after pain, As a tree straightens after the rain, Shining and lovely again. God, make me brave for life; much braver than this. As the blown grass lifts, let me rise From sorrow with quiet eyes, Knowing Thy way is wise. God, make me brave, life brings Such blinding things. Help me to keep my sight; Help me to see aright That out of dark comes light.” WayHelpingLightEyePainDarkDarknessKnowingWiseTreeSorrowQuietRainLet MeSightBraveryShiningBraveLovelyLiftsGrassHelp MeAfter The Rain Author:Grace Noll Crowell
“God wrote His loveliest poem on the day He made the first silver poplar tree, And set it high upon a pale-gold hill For all the new enchanted earth to see.” FirstsMadeEarthTreeGoldHillsSilverPaleEnchantedGolden Eye Author:Grace Noll Crowell
“Girl with the burning golden eyes, And red-bird song, and snowy throat: I bring you gold and silver moons, And diamond stars, and mists that float. I bring you moons and snowy clouds, I bring you prarie skies to-night To feebly praise your golden eyes And red-bird song, and throat so white. ~Vachel Lindsay "To Gloriana" God wrote His loveliest poem on the day He made the first silver poplar tree, And set it high upon a pale-gold hill For all the new enchanted earth to see.” FirstsMadeEyeEarthPoetryNightSongGirlStarsWhiteTreeSkyMoonBirdRedGoldPraiseCloudsGoldenBurningHillsSilverThroatDiamondPaleFloatsMistEnchantedGold And SilverSnowyBird SongGolden Eye Author:Grace Noll Crowell
