God's Graces
A beautiful morning
Full of Gods Grace
The song of the whippoorwill
The robin protecting her nest
The crickets a chirping
As if to start a cricket race
The sounds of families
Bustling about their morn
Sun rising over the horizon
The moon drifting into the day sky
All around the beauty
The bees awaken to sworn
All around is Gods beauty
Do you stop to take it in
Do you hustle about your day
Never to stop and smell the air
Notice the clouds of animals
If you don't should be a sin

©Christina M Wilmes