Just for Me - winter

When the snow gently falls,
and I'm upset instead of glad;
Does it make the God of purity sad?
When I dread summer heat rising up
in shimmering waves;
Does it bring the suns Creator dismay?

I hear the snows' colors singing
both white and blue -
"It's just for you, it's just for you".
I sense the sun sounding its brightest tune,
"It's just for you, it's just for you".

When I dread the rain from a graying sky
God knows I may need it more than I,
and who knows what else I seek to avoid;
If God were a human - He'd be annoyed.

So if I were God I know that I'd be
disappointed in the way I receive
such wonders all around that I see
saying "just for me, it's just for me".