The mist doth clear
And we do see
The warm bright day
That dawns on me.
The bud doth ope
To a fragrant flower
Imparting beauty
Hour by hour
All through the day
The birds do sing
Their sweet music
Great joy doth bring.
The silent moon
Doth peep at night
Spraying down
Its silvery light.
The sky is sprinkled
With little stars bright
Twinkling constantly
The darkness they fight!
These little things
In God's work of art
Show all of us
the care He imparts.
~~ Crystal David John
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