A sparrowhawk swoops down for food
Spring blue skies will lift the mood
When days go rushing by.
Children race to school pell-mell
There are some who miss the bell
When days go rushing by.
Spring blue skies will lift the mood
And garden tasks are now pursued
When days go rushing by.
There are some who miss the bell
Who’ll waste time catching up as well
When days go rushing by.
And garden tasks are now pursued
The growing season is reviewed
When days go rushing by.
For He will hear the church bell ring
As hearty, thankful voices sing
When days go rushing by.
The growing season is reviewed
A sparrowhawk swoops down for food.
When days go rushing by.
©Joe Wilson – Lauds…(the 5th morning)…2016
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 2:17 PM UTC
A sparrowhawk swoops down for food
Spring blue skies will lift the mood
When days go rushing by.
Children race to school pell-mell
There are some who miss the bell
When days go rushing by.
Spring blue skies will lift the mood
And garden tasks are now pursued
When days go rushing by.
There are some who miss the bell
Who’ll waste time catching up as well
When days go rushing by.
And garden tasks are now pursued
The growing season is reviewed
When days go rushing by.
For He will hear the church bell ring
As hearty, thankful voices sing
When days go rushing by.
The growing season is reviewed
A sparrowhawk swoops down for food.
When days go rushing by.
©Joe Wilson – Lauds…(the 5th morning)…2016
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