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.