The wind in my hair the sun on my face,
I know God holds me
in His grace.
I walk through the sand
on the beach,
His loving touch
just out of reach.
He makes the snow fall
so soft and white,
that makes the moon
seem very bright.
He makes it rain
so things will grow,
like rivers that run
and creeks that flow.
God makes the flowers,
the birds and the bees,
just as He makes
the weeping willow trees.
He gave His life
so we would trust,
He loves this earth
He made for us.
~ Author ~
Dawn Shirley
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