LOOKING AROUND

Looking around I see,
such beauty,
looking back at me;
I see the green trees,
their blossoms,
attracting so many bees.
I see the paint brushs,
so red and gold,
the roses bushs,
O, what beauty,
these ailing eyes behold.
I see the butterflies,
fluttering around,
stopping to rest,
landing on flowers,
and on the ground.
There is beauty everywhere,
God gives us to see,
whether on land,
in the air,
or on the sea;
Thank you Father,
for blessing others,
and for blessing me.

~ Gerald Staples