Overwhelmed by the creator’s breath
I gaze enthralled by morning sky
Misty, red and cloud bedecked
It draws my eye to sights on high.
As the birds wing ore the haze
Total freedoms passage roam
My thoughts encompass future days
When all of Heaven will return.
Song Bird Songs 
Wow, this is fabulous Claire! 🙂 ❤
Thank you so glad you enjoyed it. Words always seem so pale in comparison to the great creators glories. May your Christmas be full of His joyous visions.
You’re most welcome Claire! May you Christmas splendid and blessed❣️😘xoxoxo