Poetry

A stream is trickling slowly by
I gaze into it's blue hue
Every piece is perfect
Not a pebble set askew

The world is full of wonder
My heart smiles in delight
At all the gifts God's given me
Everything seems so right

A bluejay sings
A cricket chirps
Dew poses daintily on a leaf
And for a moment
I feel His presence
And the world is perfect