The rain that falls upon this place
The breeze that blows upon ones face
The leaves that flutter to the ground
The winds that rustle all around
The stars o’erhead that twinkle bright
The clouds that hustle day and night
The seas that play against the shore
The waves that feed the oceans roar
These things that keep our minds awake
Gods gifts that do our pleasures make !
Claire V. Bogdanos 