Walking Along The Road Poem by margaret haig

Walking along the road one day, I saw a butterfly pass my way,
It's lovely pretty wings stretched out, I was hoping it'd stay;
It made me think of What the Lord had made years ago,
The colors of creation on his wings, was such a show.

Walking along the beach on summer's night,
As the sun was setting, the colors a delight;
From reds, to orange, blues then a purple to black,
It reminded me of creation, these colors came back.

As I slowly walked through the zoo one morn,
And saw the animals, a new elephant was born;
I admired all the sizes and shape of each one,
It reminded me of creation, when the work was done.

As I was walking past the cemetery and saw a cross,
I stopped to look at it, and remembered the loss,
The loss for a mother, and the disciples too,
And thank my Good Lord, for His great love so true.