My Backyard

Earlier in the week I was sitting in my small backyard just looking. What I saw, though so ordinary, blew my mind with the  goodness of our God in giving to us in so many ways! To capture the moment I wrote this poem…..
 
My Backyard
 
 
In my backyard
I sit and look;
around me scratch
contented chooks.
The cat sits beside
and also looks.

A few birds flit
from tree to tree
just out of reach
full with glee.
They call each other
in tones so sweet.

My toe is nipped;
my gaze drops down,
a tiny ant
the culprit found.
Then more, an army
moving without sound.

A lizard basks
on the pebbled path;
a butterfly flutters…
then another.
They fill with joy
and make me laugh.

The more I look,
the more I see.
The air and grass
with countless teem.
In my small backyard,
God gives to me.

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