In the heart of Provo, where memories dwell,
Stood the temple, a charm, with stories to tell.
A “spaceship” or “cupcake,” beloved by the flock,
Now transformed, as time’s currents unlock.
As the Provo Utah Temple closed its door,
A new dawn approached, with a spirit to soar.
The Provo Utah Rock Canyon Temple begins to arise,
Framing the skyline beneath Utah’s vast skies.
A spire now reaches, a beacon of light,
As workers weave dreams into the night.
Windows are set, revealing their grace,
While sidewalks and curbs take their rightful place.
Yet whispers of longing drift softly through air,
For the quirky old design, now a memory rare.
Though burdens of change weight heavy on hearts,
New beginnings bring hope, as the old departs.
A petition once echoed, seeking to save
The unique charm that the old temple gave.
But life is a tapestry, woven with threads,
Of change and of growth, where each journey spreads.
So let not the heart be weighed down by the past,
For the new Provo Utah Rock Canyon Temple
will embrace, as the old did, steadfast.
In time, the new temple will spark joy anew,
A haven for many, reaching skies bright and blue.
For every cornerstone laid, every heart that it sways,
Will blossom in love, in myriad ways.
Though recollections linger, like soft evening’s glow,
A future awaits, in the beauty we’ll grow.