Poetry By Gloria                                                                

God's Beauty



She sits so quite not making a sound
Just her and Gods beauty all around
She says God can you hear me ,I just have to know
Just how did you make all of this beauty grow.
The trees and the flowers ,the grass and the sky
And all of the birds that go flying by.

He said my child I made it all for you
The grass that's so green and the sky that's so blue
And the birds in the air what a beautiful site
They remind me of angels wings flapping in flight
She said thank you Dear God for making all this for me
It's the most beautiful site I ever did see



by Gloria Collins
5-23-2006 
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