  Take the time to unwrap every one."  Can never be denied, Inherited from God above, We ought to feel such pride. With specks of blue and red, That sparkles in the bright sunlight, With bits of golden thread. That sometimes turn to gray, With streaks of silver lightening, Crystal rain drops come our way. That sparkle one by one, And tiny citrine colored buds, Are brightened by the sun. As blue as blue can be. A touch of emerald added, And then you have the sea. Across the misty sky. The colors of the jewels combined, Is candy to the eye. On Mountains shady side. With sparkling diamonds on the snow, That cover mountains pride. I feel His love inside. The beauty of the earth, Can never be denied." Poem used with permission of the author. Summer rain falls like a symphony. Rusty fall leaves crush beneath my feet. A dreamy mood floods this season. Then shadows of a bitter winter blow. Leaves make their escape Leaving bare limbs to fight the cold. Snow and ice follow and produce a wonderland. Coating everything in sight with their glory. Then snow gently falls, leaving crystalline fluff with diamond dust that glitters in the sunlight. Mother earth, Her beauty never ends." Poem used with permission of the author. Falling gently one by one Leaves all touched by autumn's gold Interspersed with colors bold Grass is weary from summers' heat Soon cold winds the blades defeat Time for natures rest to come Summers beauty comes undone; Say farewell to lovely fall. Poem used with permission of the author. Sun rises and the phantom shadows fall. Sun then sets and Moon resumes her glow; each displays, in turn, a splendid show." Poem used with permission of the author. Drip () Drip () Rain falls slowly, A melody rings holy. Sliding down my window pane, What a lovely thing is rain." Poem used with permission of the author. Makes our feet and fingers glow. February brings the rain, Thaws the frozen lake again. To stir the dancing daffodil. April brings the primrose sweet, Scatters daisies at our feet. Skipping by their fleecy dams. June brings tulips, lilies, roses, Fills the children's hands with posies. Apricots and lillyflowers. August brings the sheaves of corn, Then the harvest home is borne. Sportsmen then begin to shoot. Fresh October brings the pheasant, Then to gather nuts is pleasant. Then the leaves are whirling fast. Chill December brings the sleet, Blazing fire and Christmas treat." February cold winds blow, In March peep out the early flowers, And April comes with sunny showers. In June the farmer mows his hay, In July brightly shines the sun, In August harvest is begun. October winds then shake them down, November fills with bleak and smear, December comes and ends the year." Or two wooden spoons that you rub together. With little grass blades on their first spring outing. And grass that rustled like silken dresses. That flamed with color and crackled with laughter. And under my feet it was never the same!"
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