His Backyard

As I walk down this nature trail
I love all that I see
I love the sky, the rocks and brush
I love the fallen tree

For all these things are Fathers gifts
He formed them each you see
He formed them all to beautify
This world for you and me.

I see the lakes and rivers too
I love the trees so green
They all are food to feed my soul
They make my life serene

One day I hope to live out here
In Fathers own back yard
Iíll work and share my thoughts with him
for me that wonít be hard.

© James O'Brien
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