TIME AT THE PARK

I went to the park,

dogs, dogs,

running everywhere,

through the grass,

shedding their hair.

I went to the park,

rail fences,

woven through the trees,

the trees everywhere,

squirrels, squirrels,

running to and fro,

up and down,

the trees they go.

I went to the park,

seeking a quiet place,

a place for meditation,

a place for prayer,

a place to think,

on God's word,

about Jesus love,

about His great sacrifise,

the greatest  story ever heard.

winston staples
I am a 72 year old male who loves the great outdoors and the God who created it! I love to write poems about both. I love writing as a hobby on my blogs!
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