OUR BEAUTIFUL EARTH (Poem #119)

Pastures of green, fields of gold,
      mountains with snow on their tops.
 Farmer's plowing, spreading their seed and
      then harvesting their crops.
Great wide skies of blue with
      clouds puffy white,
 Or black skies with stars twinkling
      through the night.
Rainbows arching from horizon to horizon
      right after a rain.
 Waterfalls flowing down
      the mountainside came.
Flowers in bloom
      and trees growing so high.
 To look at this beautiful earth
      gives me a sigh.
It all fits together
      to make a beautiful picture,
 And makes us lucky to be here
      and feeling a whole lot richer.

(c) Copyright by Jean E. Gorney