God painted a mural,
In the heavens so high.
A deep blue for day,
And a twinkling night sky.
Though I know the answer,
The question is WHY?
Why did He sculpt,
Even one mountain pass?
Or carve out a valley,
And fill it with grass?
For someone He did this,
Or all else is just crass!
Would've been simpler,
To cut out the light.
Never the bother,
To tell day from night.
I know there's someone,
He needed to show.
These beautiful scenes,
And it's someone I know.
It wasn't for many,
Or even a few,
But maybe for someone,
As precious as you!
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