His Touch He paints the skies in the most beautiful hues For rhe humble eyes to see As He scatters dew upon the landscape In a beautiful glistening sea He fills the air with the sweetest perfume In the blooming of the rose Then sends it through the graceful winds Upon the welcomed nose He lifts the little feathered ones Upon the skies of blue As He opens up their tiny voices To sing a soothing song for you He places a carpet… of the softest green Beneath the welcomed feet Then shines His light upon the stars In sparkling perfection for the eyes to greet He places within the lone oak tree A place for welcomed shade Sending gentle winds to touch the chimes In peaceful serenade He lies within our arms The sweetest love… of a child A gift sent from the heavens So innocent and mild This He… is our Creator With the greatest power in His touch Sending all His glorious love To this world… we need so much By Brenda Conley © 2004 Marilyn's Hideaway ~ Cancer Site ~ Children ~ Computers Critters ~ Domestic Violence ~ Good Old Days ~ Holidays Humor ~ Inspirationals ~ Katrina ~ Miscellaneous Patriotic ~ Poetry ~ Women ~ Norma Marek's Poetry 2 May 2003 Fireworks java script courtesy of Kurt's DHTML. All graphics on this page are © of Lil Kitty, 2001-2003. Made with love Januaru 24, 2005
Marilyn's Hideaway ~ Cancer Site ~ Children ~ Computers Critters ~ Domestic Violence ~ Good Old Days ~ Holidays Humor ~ Inspirationals ~ Katrina ~ Miscellaneous Patriotic ~ Poetry ~ Women ~ Norma Marek's Poetry