The Gift of Nature

I step outside with lowly thoughts Walking slow to the park across. I walk around, all down in the slump When I looked up and saw a huge tree trunk! I look next to the bell tower; A beautiful bluebell flower. Blue like the ocean sea. Smells like a blooming tea. I feel the lush, green grass And think of the incredible brass. I remember the Creator And remember that I’m not, but a vapor. He is a very loving God. He created everything without flaw. He’s the Great Creator Who gave us the gift of nature.