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