The Lord's Amber Day Poem by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Cloudless skies were clear as the purest sapphires,
And all about was budding, fulfilling secret desires,
Spring was peeking out, with its many-colored eyes,
On sweet saffron Sunday, the day of love's surprise!

Glittery sunshine radiance, poured in from the east,
And in the orange shadows of later, they had a feast,
Red cardinal was singing, in his pine green mansion,
And full blooms bounced in plum and cream fashion.