Poetry

Poetry

 

Thank You, Lord

 

I love to sit and listen

    In the early morning hours

To the buzzing of the busy bees

     Taking honey from the flowers.

 

I love to watch the sunlight

     Come filtering through the trees

And hear the happy Meadowlark

     Sing songs so merrily.

 

I love to watch a fluffy clouds

     Drift by without a sound

A butterfly goes dancing by,

     A leaf twirls to the ground.

 

I pause for just a moment;

     A silent prayer I say,

"Thank You for my blessings, Lord,

     Thank You for this day!"

 

Mary Ann Houston

              Beautiful Hibiscus from Longwood Garden's!