
While gazing at the
Snow covered mountains,
It is then I begin to know,
That standing in their splendor,
They reflect a reverent glow.
Then glancing further upward,
Toward the sky graced with blue,
There’s no doubt in my mind,
God created this heavenly hue.
Looking down upon the earth,
With a view so grand to behold,
All of nature’s beauty
Is a story being told.
The trees, flowers, mountains and hills
Are all taking a stand,
Calling to mind that all of God’s bounty,
Is created by His blessed Hand.
For my Mom
Who is now
My guardian angel.
In Memory of Mom
She’s an Angel now,
Roaming on earth
And in Heaven above;
Ever with us in our hearts,
Never to forget her endless love.
She’s an Angel now,
All her worries and illness to cease;
Therefore our sadness is uplifted,
Bringing us comfort and peace.
The birds are singing
And I am breathing,
The fresh, cool breeze
Making its way through the trees.
The trees are bending
As the wind blows;
And the branches therein
Put on quite a show.
The colors of the meadow
Never having been tainted,
Display God’s reverent artistry
He has so lovingly painted.
The royal blue sky
Lies so brilliantly up above;
A perfect backdrop for all of nature,
Created by God’s infinite love.
Written
on June 14, 2013