I stand on the green
Mallet in hand
Ready to strike the ball.
But I look up,
Look around,
And there on this morn,
This cool winter morn,
I see the world,
The world surrounding me.
The grass so green beneath me,
The trees free of their burden,
Their burden of leaves
So I can see through them.
I look further and see the hills
So clear in this sun filled day.
All around beauty is seen,
Natures glory in my world.
I look once more at the hills,
And look further,
Into my life.
My life of wonder and love,
Natures wonder is part of me
And that love for my world,
Will never fail.