A B C's in Green
The trees are God's great alphabet:
With them He writes in shining green
Across the world His thoughts serene.
He scribbles poems against the sky
With a gay, leafy lettering,
For us and for our bettering.
The wind pulls softly at His page,
And every star and bird
Repeats in dutiful delight His word,
And every blade of grass
Flutters to class.
Like a slow child that does noTheed,
I stand at summer's knees,
And from the primer of the wood
I spell that life and love are good,
I learn to read.
With them He writes in shining green
Across the world His thoughts serene.
He scribbles poems against the sky
With a gay, leafy lettering,
For us and for our bettering.
The wind pulls softly at His page,
And every star and bird
Repeats in dutiful delight His word,
And every blade of grass
Flutters to class.
Like a slow child that does noTheed,
I stand at summer's knees,
And from the primer of the wood
I spell that life and love are good,
I learn to read.
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