Tree Peony
Praise You my God and my Father
for chickadees who chatter happily
as they feed on seeds you’ve dried for them,
for the smell of wild roses and alder smoke in the morning,
for happy chickens busily laying our breakfast,
for family and friends who care about me,
for a body that is healthy and without pain,
for beauty all around,
for blessing us with much to do, much to use, much to eat,
so much to be thankful for.
Praise you.
©Sharron R. McMillan
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