As I Walk Out On My Porch
As I walk out on my porch
and the moon is full I see
I hear the froggs, as they sing to me
I smell the warm spring air
as I sit silent in my rocking chair
I think oh what a beautiful site
and God in his own way,he is a talker,
As I walk out on my porch
as morning comes to light
with no shoes on my feet
I think oh what a beautiful site
I hear the birds all singing
and The bees are flying around my head
and I listen closely
these sounds are all words
God saying, are you listening to
what I said?
No matter if it on a moon lite night
or a warm sunny morning
as I sit in my rocking chair
God says , here a gift
and it called Life
by charlotte--me
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