As God And I Just Hang Around Poem by Carolyn Ford Witt

As God And I Just Hang Around



-* AS GOD AND I JUST HANG AROUND *-

Walking down this dusty lane
As day begins to wane,
A rippling of the water
Upon my ear is lain.

The crunching of the gravel
Underfoot.....I hear.
The soft warm breeze.....
Soon blows away, the etchings of my fear.

And still I walk in humble awe
This beauty that I see,
As colors glow throughout this scape
That God has given me.

I'm soaking in the splendor
These smells and sights and sound,
For this is what it feels like
As God and I just hang around....................


Author: Carolyn Ford Witt


By Ms. Caroline


© 2006 Ms. Caroline (All rights reserved)

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