His Blessings
He made the dew drops to embrace the foliage
with the dawning of day
He clothe the birds in a colorful array,
He gave them voices to usher in a new day
He gave us eyes to see
He gave us ears to hear,
He gave us voices to extol our gratitude and praise
every day to start afresh,
each day to appreciate the second chances
ultimately embracing life with the sound of the birds,
with the smell of the flowers
each day filled with His blessings,
sometimes we stare at them blindly,
forgetful that He makes it all possible…
Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2010
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