Sun-Kissed Weeds

I wrote this little poem several years ago while on an autumn girls weekend away "up north" in Door County, Wisconsin.  Although it's not seasonal, the mood struck me to share it now, so here it is!  God's blessings array this earth with so much year-round beauty.  It's a rare moment when I slow down and remember to thank Him in gracious appreciation for all of His goodness.

I watch as the sun kisses 

the weeds in the meadow 

licking the early morning 

frost off the leaves 

in a passionate act of love 

known only to me 

and the unseen wildlife