× Greetings Poems Quotes Messages Events
Login with Facebook

Login with Email

Forgot Password ? Click here.

Easter Morn

Easter morn with lilies fair,
Fills the church with perfumes rare.

As their clouds of incense rise,
Sweetest offerings to the skies.

Stately lilies pure and white,
Flooding darkness with their light.

Bloom and sorrow drifts away,
On this holy hallow'd day.

Easter Lilies bending low,
In the golden afterglow.

Bear a message from the sod,
To the heavenly towers of God.
Louise Lewin Matthews
Email this Poem now

Delivery Date  
   Please send me a copy of this poem.

No comments yet. So be the first one...
Post Your Comment
Rate this Poem :