The Morning Hour Poem by marsha surles

The Morning Hour



In the Morning hour
I sit in my garden of flowers
smelling the sweet fragrance in the air
Lets me know that God is there
Looking up at the sky
Watching the birds fly
God is caring for them from above
It's show God's awesome love

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ron Flowers 22 August 2008

This poem gives me a peaceful feeling. Early morning is my favorite time of the day. Ron

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Marilyn Lott 17 May 2008

Very simple and to the point. A wonderful time of day! '10! ' Best Wishes, Marilyn

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