Nature

Look at the diving duck;
The running buck;
The hoping frog;
The wild hog;
Look and see;
There goes a bee;
Up above;
Flies a dove!

Wind

From whence it came;
And to where it goes;
No man knows;
What is its name?
Tis' the wind I speak of;
Flying gently like a dove!

Give God the Glory

I would like to devote this poem to Eric Henry Liddell (16 January 1902 – 21 February 1945) the Scottish athlete and missionary who refused to race on Sunday.


Run fast;
And let this be your story;
Whether first or last;
Give God the glory!