Ann Marie Forest
Nothing Is More - Poem by Ann Marie Forest
The morning mist surrounds my space
and knowing the sun is in it's place
I will refresh and renew,
walking amid the morning dew.
Amid God's creation and His desire,
that I be whole;
Finding shelter where it grows.
Renew myself where God has planned
where God has built and not of man.
Renew my spirit in nature's breast
For nothing is more,
than what God has blessed.
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