JUST LOOKING!

Looking out my window,
once again,
watching birds fly,
to and fro they go,
some fly fast,
some fly slow.
A eagle, a mighty bird,
flies high in the sky,
and over in the pine,
I hear a blue jay cry,
rain, rain, I want rain.
A robin sings,
from it's perch,
on top of an aspen,
cheer-up, cheer-up.
From my window,
I have been taught,
by my feathered friends,
about God's creation,
His creation that never ends.