Sunday Morning
Hopeful and wonderful words.
The butterflies admire
The flowers as they sway
The chipmunks continue
To run about and play
The bees give thanks
For the promise of golden honey
From the clovers that grow
To feed the hungry bunnies
The birds flock together
To sing a song of praise
The squirrels bow their heads
In the trees where they lay
All know God is around them
All around them God stays
