My Backyard
Huge pots of marigolds
Impatiens through and through
Little seedlings pushing up
What else have thay to do?
Sun Speckling through the trees
Patterns all around
Casting shadows everywhere
Especially on the ground.
Birds singing, swooping down
Trying to scare the cats
The kitty’s prance into the sun
And tell them to “get back!”
Lazy planes flying overhead
They’ve someplace else to be
I wish that I could be on one
To see what they can see
A magic kingdom in my yard
Where I can go and pray
Filling up on God’s sweet love
Before I start each day.