We (well mostly my husband)
finished this puzzle this afternoon.
Admiring its beauty,
a phrase keeps crossing
my mind--
A Savior. Not a Season.
So insistent is this phrase,
I'm working on a poem
featuring this line.
Seasons come and go.
Not the Savior!
What I say is “he’s the reason for the season.”
ReplyDeleteYes, that's another way to say it! Sort of...😀
DeleteSo often we forget what the season is REALLY for. Good for you for reminding us in such a lovely way.
ReplyDeleteJo