As perfect as can be
This world I see
Maker's creation
No cessation
Season's constant changing
Surroundings rearranging
Wonders confound
Miracles surround
Shining of the sun
Kids laughing, playing, having fun
Dog in the yard
Rock so hard
Whistling of the wind
A beard on my chin
Glowing of the moon
Sound of the loon
It's easy to see
The work of something much greater than me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem