Trees
Dear God,
Thank you for creating your masterpieces, trees.
Oh God, how nice are Your trees,
with branches reaching out
to You,
with leaves that gleam
in the sun,
with roots made to gather
the treasures that You give.
Oh, Your trees,
their beatuty comes out in
rain or shine,
their leaves can drop,
but only by Your words do they fall.
Oh, God,
You care so much for
Your trees,
only You send the rain,
to quench this thrist,
thirst by the drought.
But I
stay inside my house
and watch
the rain come,
and I
think to myself,
You care
for the trees,
so I know
You care for me.
So I do all that I can
to help Your trees,
my friends,
but
I don't give them half as much love as you do, God.
God,
thank You for making Your masterpieces,
Your trees.
By EMAP