Nature's Songs
~ Eva May Young ~
Who can watch a sunset,
In the
western sky...
Wrapping the clouds in a crimsom robe,
And not breathe a
happy sigh?
Where can I hear the morning song,
Of the bluebird's
welcoming trill...
And not thank our Holy Father,
As He reigns over valley
and hill?
Or watch the brown beaver toil,
From dawn to the end of the
day...
building indescribable dams,
That slows a farmers way?
Or
out in the dusty desert,
Hear a coyote wail at night...
Or hear the mighty
roll of thunder,
As lightning flashes into sight?
And then there comes
a rainbow,
pleasing to a human eye...
As it's muted colors,
stretch
across a cloud-darkened sky!
Can man make a blazing sunrise,
or make a
silver river flow...
Or hang a pale moon in the sky,
or trigger the wind
to blow?
Only our faithful Holy Father,
with his all-knowing
power...
Can make such awesome miracles,
as a meadow full of
flowers.
Hear the songs of Autumn,
trailing on a gusty
breeze...
midst showers of golden leaves,
Falling from sturdy
trees...
Bow down to our great Creator,
Praise Him night and
day...
For all His love and precious gifts,
Of nature's sweetest
bouquets.
~ Eva May Young ~
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It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to
write poetry. I am a "Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with
something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our
LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry - I'd love to
hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails to: EvaYoung @
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