Empty Plate
Silvery gauze rises
Fills the hollow and woods
Blessings from the rain clouds
Little they're understood
Cool is the air and damp
Gift from Savior above
The artist paints the sky
Fills my heart with His love
Whispy clouds suspended
Manna from above
Colors shades unending
Magnifies His love
The sun rises golden
Illuminating gray clouds
Reducing some shading
Mostly gray silver shroud
Soon heat will overtake
The dew evaporate
Will blessings be forgotten
As food fills empty plate
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2012
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