Psalms by Jim

Swan Lake Song

All the birds,
Are my brothers,
All the flowers,
My sisters,
All the trees,
Are my friends,
With God's creation,
You don't need words.
Here at Swan Lake,
There are birds,
By the dozen,
The rolling hills,
Carpeted with wildflowers,
Are just a buzzin.
The red-winged blackbirds,
Have a beautiful song,
Across the lake,
Soars a great blue heron,
Whose tail is long.
Across Swan Lake,
On the south slope,
There is a herd,
Of white-tail deer,
After feeding,
Off they lope.
It's been,
A beautiful day,
Here at Swan Lake,
What beautiful creatures,
God does make.

© Jim Smart

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