What God's Made

For a short moment, poetry writing was a requirement in school. I wrote three poems for school. One a bit of a joke, and two with a message. I like them all, but I think this one's my favorite. Would that I actually had been sitting where I described when I wrote it instead of stuck inside the classroom dreaming of prettier places.

What God's Made - September 2014

The sky was blue,

The sun was bright;

Trees and flowers,

Glowing in the light.

I sat beneath

The shining trees;

Flowers buzzing

With lots of big bees.

A babbling brook

Ran at my feet,

Birds flew over

Singing bittersweet.

I pondered quietly

By the stream;

Upon my face, 

A smile did beam.

 

I looked around

At what God's made,

While resting calmly

In a shady glade.