The Bluest Skies Surround Us

 

I am Irish and I love the rain

But with blue skies I can’t contain

The joy I feel when I look up above

And think about a world filled with hope and love.

God has given us beautiful days

To serve Him and to follow His wondrous ways

And I find beauty in the little things

Oh, what joy in blue skies Yahweh brings.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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