Windy

Balmy morning in the south
wind blowing around - no words from my mouth

Clouds above and gray below
intermitten with a red and yellow glow

Trees swaying this way and that
Things' laughter filling the room while I sat

Tears in my eyes and my heart swells
gratefulness and praise is all I can tell

Do I deserve this, no not by what I have sewn
I am here by His grace alone