A THOUGHT OF NATURE
by Jamie Harris Coleman
I sat on the bank of a river,
Watching the setting sun;
Listening to the songs of merry birds,
Thinking of a day’s work done.
Slowly the sun was hiding,
Far in the golden West;
The birds will soon cease their singing,
And go to their little nests.
Ah, nature so lovely at twilight,
The flowers receiving the dew;
The katydids among the leaves are calling,
The songs of the birds ever new.
A few little stars are now peeping,
Soon they will be twinkling so bright;
And shooting across the sky of blue,
Giving a little light.
In a while the moon will be rising,
In its beauty it will brightly beam;
Then lovers will start their spooning,
And time will pass like a dream.
O God the Father of nature,
The Creator of beast and man;
Help us to love each other,
And lend a helping hand.
O help us to be more thankful,
For the blessings we receive each day;
To love and serve Thee with patience,
And not to forget to pray.
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