The Legend of the Dogwood

Cynthia White, of Valley Head, requested that the

following poem be shared with subscribers:

The Legend of the Dogwood

When Christ was on earth, the dogwood grew

To a stately size and a lovely hue.

It was strong and firm, its branches interwoven

For the cross of Christ its timbers were chosen.

Seeing the distress at this use of their wood

Christ made a promise which still holds good:

“Never again shall the dogwood grow large enough to be used so.

Slender and twisted, it shall be

With cross-shaped blossoms for all to see.

Its petals have bloodstains marked in brown

The blossom’s center wears a thorny crown.

All who see it will remember Me

Crucified on a cross from the dogwood tree.

Cherished and protected this tree shall be

A reminder to all of my agony.”

–Author unknown

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