Thank you God
For the trees that wave
Good Morning
To me
As I gaze in wonder
At he whose wings beat wildly
While he drinks nectar
In the rain
The breeze brings
a brown leaf to greet me
Upon the window pane
He stops briefly
As if to say
We are both aged
yet
let’s keep moving, seeking,
Another day of life
As if on cue
future minded squirrel
scurries past
gathering acorns
supplied by the waving trees
Ah, so much life surrounds me!
I give thanks
For all that be
and for eyes that see
thru the window to the world
Just outside my door
Where all God’s creation breathes
And lives
And encourages me
To do the same.
Free Verse
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 