He meets me in the morning when
The eastern skies are gray,
His smile starts spreading over the sky
And backs the gloom away!
That smile grows wider, soon the east
Is bright and rosy red.
The wind is the ripple of His laugh
At something Gabriel said!
It is clear to me the birds are glad,
They are echoing His cheer.
Their homes exposed to wind and rain
That song, does it show fear?
Why should I then be fearful of the
Elements or pain,
The future, past of man or beast,
Of fire, wind, or rain?
Our Heavenly Father loves us all.
We are His creatures, too.
All nature sings so why do not we
His praise forever! True!
Sam Cox 08.20.03
(Published back in the 50’s)