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Summer Glory

by Annette Wynne

Is it true
That you
Are indeed
The shriveled seed
In spring I buried underground
Not a bit of green around?

Now you are
Full of light
As a star;
Out of night
Came this glory—grew to this
Little piece of perfect bliss;
O the joy to know
I helped you grow;
What mighty one would not be
Small helper in such glorious ministry!