Grand River

Sunrise

What could be more glorious

When the sun begins to rise

Upon God's white blanket

And softly illuminate our skies.

Cold had kissed the Black River,

Covered in a blanket of pure snow

And has set this scene forever

Warming our hearts with a glow.

And on this gentle morning

When the sun was so very new

It was forever captured to

Share its warmth with you.

Flo MacDonald HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY

Grand River, N.S Compiled for Catherine Urquhart

May 11, 2002