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![]() ![]() ![]() Looking at the world,
through the window pane.
We have been blessed,
the Lord has sent us rain.
![]() Apple trees have blossoms,
flowers are beginning to bloom.
Being blessed by another day,
there is no room for gloom.
![]() The Dogwoods are blooming,
what a beautiful sight.
The stars will fill the sky,
when it clears up tonight.
![]() The birds are singing,
squirrels are out and about.
Rabbits hop through the meadow,
Bees are doing their route.
![]() The groundhog looks around,
then goes on his way.
The raccoon climbs a tree,
and ducks swim in the bay.
![]() The crickets are chirping,
butterflies are in flight.
Dew sparkles on the leaves,
the sun now shines real bright.
![]() The mocking bird is in a tree,
high upon the hill.
He's mocking the tune,
of the lonely whippoorwill.
![]() The Robin spreads its wings,
and soars toward the sky.
It's in search for food,
it has babies near by.
![]() Horses graze in the fields,
cattle are chewing on their cuds.
ponies are trotting and playing,
and deer race through the woods.
![]() The old dog is sleeping,
beneath the shade of the trees.
The cat's on the porch,
enjoying the cool summer breeze.
![]() Then you look out the window,
and see your best friend.
She's coming by to chat awhile,
and ask how you have been.
![]() Looking at the world,
through the window pane.
We see all of God's creations,
and the friends we have gained.
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