I Am Thankful for the Trees

The morning arose in a whisper of gold,

So tranquil and peacefully fair;

Mesmerized I watched its grandeur unfold,

Then I thankfully murmured a prayer.

From my window I watched the sun rising,

Easing slowly up out of the east,

And I saw a red-breasted robin

Alight on the feeder to feast.

The trees seemed to shimmer with foliage,

Greening and bathing in dew,

And my garden was bursting with blossoms

In colors of every hue.

How often we all take for granted

The treasures that only God made,

With never a thought to be thankful

For flowers and trees that give shade.

But if these were all taken from us,

What a colorless world it would be;

Therefore, from now on I will thank Him

For each flower, robin, and tree.

~ Ruth Gillis

It became beautiful and stately in its

spread of foliage, for its roots were

turned toward abundant water.

Ezekiel 31:7