Gifts Poem by James Donovan

Have you ever looked up to the sky and seen an eagle soar,
or watched a rain filled cloud pass by, or heard the thunder roar?

Have you ever smelled the perfumed air on a balmy summer's night,
or tried to touch, with tender care, a hummingbird in flight?

Have you ever scaled a mountain rising high above the plain,
or drank freely from a fountain that is nourished by the rain?

Have you visited a vineyard and partaken of its fruit,
or stood beside a redwood tree and marveled at it's root?

To see, to touch. to taste, to feel; these are God's gift to man;
they are not fleeting, they are real; all part of His great plan.

He give us these gifts freely, no strings does He attach,
to let us know we all are part of His great garden patch.

We are part of God's creation, on this planet we call Earth
and so we must protect it and value what it's worth.

We must strive for peace on earth and do away with strife,
for God gave us His greatest gift; He gave us all our life

And if we are successful then we can proudly sing
'Thank God for all His many gifts; thank God for everything'.