My faith is all a doubtful thing,
Wove on a doubtful loom,-
Until there comes, each showery spring,
A cherry-tree in bloom;
And Christ who died upon a tree
That death had stricken bare,
Comes beautifully back to me,
In blossoms, everywhere.
Symbol
David Morton
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Poem topics: death, faith, spring, bloom, tree, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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