The trees sway softly in the breeze
Against a sky so blue,
The golden sun beams in across
A sea of morning dew.
My spirit quickens as I see
How much God really cares
To create such beauty just for me;
Reaching out, I take my share.
If man isn’t willing to take the time,
How can he truly live,
If he looks at neither sky nor sun,
I wish that I could save this day
And the radiance that I view,
But I will hold in memory
Its gifts of gold and blue.
Sara I. Brown
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