Standing in the middle of a grassy knoll
My greens sways softly as the breeze blows
I stand still through the heat and the cold
I stand still though no one knows
Creatures come, creatures go
Comfort I offer them, comfort I give them so
Though sometimes I scream and cry in pain
His still soft voice tells me, be their friend
A word or two
A sorry or a thank you
A warm smile or a loving touch
A dire need that is as much
I'm in a garden but then alone
I'm in silence but peace not shown
He says love still though it is pain
Till only love that you gain
So I stand in the middle of a grassy knoll
My greens sways softly as the breeze blows
I stand still through the heat and the cold
I stand still though no one knows
-christinedy
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- Being grateful of the little things in life He has given me