Comforting Creation
Each day before me true comfort does abound.
Green bushes, birds chirping,
Frisky squirrels run around.
I only have to look outside
To see within my sight,
The love Jehovah has
And gives so much delight.
Birds flit to my window,
Suspended there to feed.
Wild canaries love the thistle.
The sparrows eat with greed.
The squirrels climb the screen
But can't get high enough to grass.
They go away frustrated
When they slip upon the glass.
In the center of it all
Stands a concrete bath
What a delight in observing creatures
As they bathe and splash.
The robin is the most unique.
He really takes his time.
He prunes and half the waters gone
Before he thinks he's fine.
The sun trickles through large trees
To give a morning kiss.
The comfort of creation starts my day with bliss.