The sun still shines
The clouds drift by
The stars twinkle at night
The moon happily smiles
That makes the world bright.
The mountains are high
The verdant hills are alive
The meadows are wide
The forests are sprawling
with everlasting glade.
The brooks, creeks, and streams;
The rivers and lakes ripple
The oasis bubbling with springs
The oceans and seas rush
Its waves to the sandy shore.
The plants in abundance loom
The buds and flowers bloom
The trees, the vines and
The fields are ready for the harvest.
What more blessings this world needs?
~greenmeadow~
2/19/2006