THANKS!

Thanks Father,

for my eyes that see,

all the precious sights,

You created them to see.

I see the hills,

rolling over there,

the baby blue sky,

and the babbling  brook,

flowing gently by.

I see the clouds,

fluffy and grey,

as they float,

lazily on their way.

I see the birds,

flying to and fro,

into the branches,

all nice and warm,

a shelter,

from the coming storm.

We see Your creation,

it is everywhere,

so let’s bow,

our hearts in prayer,

and say thank you,

for all  you share!

~ Winston Staples