Miracle Poem by Marilyn Lott

Thank you God for the Miracle
Of life that you gave to me
I wake up each morning
With a changing sky that I see.

Some mornings there are clouds
But each one changes so fast
The sun may peek out
But of course it may not last.

Some days in the summer time
The sun blazes so fine
I am glad that this precious day
Is truly and happily mine.

My Windmill and its babies
Whir and whir to the winds
The sky is simply amazing
How I love its beautiful blends!