My Father's House
Father's here and also there.
I've come to see Him everywhere.
The flowers that bloom, the birds that sing;
Natures' gifts His bounties bring.
An angry sky, a perfect storm;
His children quake as dark clouds form.
Fury reigns and day is night.
God sends His son to give us light.
Then threats are thrown in someone's face
And lives are lost without God's grace.
A father grieves and women weep.
A child cries out in its sleep.
Should God alone the earth repair,
The poisoned air and land laid bare?
God left the earth in mankind's keep.
What man has sown, so shall he reap.
July 5, 2015
Copyright © Jan Terry | Year Posted 2015
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