Dancing With God

DANCING WITH GOD By Stan Almendro © I love to see the raindrops frolic, falling to the ground Watch the frogs go leaping, making the croaking sound The cow that eats green grass yet gives us pure white milk The silk worm quietly toils away at making beautiful silk To watch a little boy play and pretend he is just the guy When the sun goes down on him he gives a childlike sigh A little madam with her doll just plays at being mother But when it comes to sleeping time she has no real bother Our teenage lass giggles, dreams and dreams and dreams All these wonderful mighty guys make her want to scream Then there’s Johnny, not thirteen, who boasts he is the best He carries on about his quest and never fears the rest And now we’re on to our dear mom who hold a gentle hand Pleads our cause when daddies mad and does not make a sound Yes there is our dad who shouts, yes boasts that he is the boss About the aches and pains of life he does not care a toss We look at such wonderful things dancing in the rain See all our little girls and boys just doing the very same All the difficult things which grows the human heart In these times it’s good to sing, making life just start Yes life and all its challenges and tasks for every day Is what makes boys and girls all say yes this is the way Of making our life so precious with laughter oh so loud And makes us to all to believe that there is never a cloud We do not need a band or song to set our feet a dancing Because life with all its’ going on is oh so very inviting All the things we say & do should free us from the load Help us all to know that life is “Dancing with Our God”