Each day begins with shades of gray
Before sky blue decides to stay
The clouds are neat all in a row
They start to gather, come and go
And fill the heavens with their fluff
We never seem to get enough.
Oh how I wish that I might see
Angels hop-scotching over me
I’d laugh and giggle right out loud
I do believe we’d have a crowd.
But just for now I promise you
I’d offer God a huge ” thank You ” !
Whenever I think of the past
And ships that skimmed o’er oceans vast
They traversed round the world they knew
Adventurous, historic too.
Oh how I wish that I had known
This world before it was all grown
Think what a hoot it might have been
To be there when it did begin !
I watch the stars fade in and out
So patiently, night after night
And wonder why they’re so devout
And why they shine so clear and bright.
Sometimes I fear that cannot last
For even stars fall out of sight
Oh, what an image they have cast
With their eternal blinking light !
My eyes observe huge sycamores entwined
Where branches, crowded, up to heaven wind
Quite barren now of leaves or other frill
This vision of the sky gives me a chill
There rises through that mass of jumbled limbs
A dazzle of congested psalms and whims.
I’ve never seen such turns and twists before
Wherein my memory could ever store
Massive as all these scattered arms may be
Seems they stretch out to touch infinity !
Our world is full of so many things
Like flightless birds and squirrels with wings
Plants that eat insects and fish that fly
All a gift from our God up on high.
A pattern of perfect He has planned
Covering oceans, skies and all land
Aren’t we lucky He’s so intense
And Master of all of life’s events !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 