The eagle soars high,
in the evening sky,
looking for super,
with it's keen eyes.
The eagle,
moves it's mighty wings,
to climb,
a little higher,
so it can glide,
for many miles,
down the valley,
so it will not tire.
Thursday, January 21, 2016
Monday, January 11, 2016
GAZING!
Gazing out my window,
I see,
the sun trying to hide
below the western hills
and the out stretched limbs
of the many hardwoods.
God gives our eyes,
to behold,
such sights are worth,
more than silver,
and more than gold.
I see,
the sun trying to hide
below the western hills
and the out stretched limbs
of the many hardwoods.
God gives our eyes,
to behold,
such sights are worth,
more than silver,
and more than gold.
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