Oh master sculptor take this clay
and form it to a perfect day
where sun and clouds
may dance away
on delicious breezes blown my way.
The trees are laughing
happy, clapping with glee
and the warmth makes all creation free
to move about unfettered with thought
relieved of the burden of what we ought
and replaced with what natures
lessons have taught
that He who shapes the course of the day
knows our deepest needs
and is faithful always.
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