In Jesus time, the dogwood grew 
 To a stately size and a lovely hue. 

 'Twas strong & firm it's 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 & twisted, it shall be 
 With blossoms like the cross for all to see. 

 As blood stains the petals 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." 

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