Earning Our Wings

A rainbow will sometimes follow a needed rain, one of the many masterpieces, sent to man. The clean, fresh air is another treasure, compliments from God, just for our pleasure. Flowers that bloom in an open field, a picture so perfect, can this be real. Little birds, that sing their hearts out, all through the day, Heavens orchestra in rehersal, for our homecoming day. We have a glimpse of Heaven in our daily lives, but sometimes only seen through cloudy eyes. I know I'm blessed to be on this earth, and God only knows, my true worth. Hard times, and sorrows, we must have our share, a part of earning our wings, He has waiting there..