The Tulip Poplar

April 26, 2014

The Tulip Poplar

The poplar is flowering, is flowering, is flowering,

With orange and yellow cups!

Undemonstrative they flutter,

Among foliage near the top.

The poplar is swaying, is swaying, is swaying

With the late, warm April breeze!

Peacefully it moveth,

A beauty among the trees.

The poplar is singing, is singing, is singing,

With a quiet, happy tune!

The flapping leaves are keeping time

In the song that is an hymn.

The poplar is urging, is urging, is urging,

With one united force:

“I was made by the Holy God;

Let all worship the LORD!”