It is early evening,
the sky is still blue,
I jump on my old four wheeler,
and drive out,
to that old beaver dam,
to see a beaver our two.
I drive very slow,
trying not to scare,
the wild life, you know.
I like to see and hear,
the birds and white tailed deer.
Oh, what a blessing,
God has given me,
All of nature’s beauty,
He allows me to see.
Praise His name,
for His precious Son,
Who saved us from sin,
and on that old cross,
a great victory was won.
–Winston Staples —