This Day

This day, I'll walk to some old shady elm,
Beneath its spreading branches I will lie
While scarlet leaves drift down around my head
And fleecy clouds sail in an azure sky.

This day, I'll walk beside a sparkling stream
That winds its way into the quiet wood
Reflecting in its depth a passing cloud--
On grassy banks find peace and quietude.

This day, I'll climb again on yonder hill
To walk through rustling leaves when trees are bare
To hear the sound of wild geese in their flight
When there's a tinge of autumn in the air.

This day, I'll see in all this beauty near
The peace and joy that nature seems to give,
The morning sun will find a thankful heart
That in this glory God will let me live.


by: Laura Hope Wood ©

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