Teaspoons

Thu, 04/07/2016 - 13:24 -- psd2592

The mountains bow down to You. 
Oceans cry out for Your glory. 
You have created us and set us above angels. 

 

Whilst the earth gives honor and glory to their creator and King, 
we simply ask and take -- giving thanks in teaspoons, while our cup overflows with
His grace and love. 

 

pd

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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