by Betty Schaub
tomorrow I will rise
wipe the sleep from my eyes
open my window and peek at the skies
the clouds are like cotton candy
all billowy and floating on a breeze
the smell of salty air from the seas
I get dressed and go outside
lie on the ground and look up at the sky
I've always been a dreamer
the shapes of clouds I decipher
I see dogs, a pegasus and angels up there
as I lie on my back my mind wanders and I stare
God does do wondrous deeds
he makes flowers grow from tiny seeds
he created those clouds and the trees
the birds and the bees and animals and me
and for all this beauty he charges
no fees
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