Royalty sits on my birdbath,
It's noble color Blue.
Beside it dines, loyalty in Red,
Amidst the morning dew.
Purity comes in Gray and White,
On wings of a Morning Dove.
As Purple Martins visit,
There's no question of God's love.
Then off for a day of fishing,
Along the riverbank.
The scenery so many shades of green,
I know who to thank.
The Dragonfly on my tackle box,
Visits for a while.
Iridescent wonders I call them,
Awaken my inner child.
Turtles sit together,
Wondering who will flip in first.
Quietly a velvet nose appears,
To quench its noonday thirst.
My lure sinks near a willow tree,
That entices me to nap.
Suddenly I'm excitedly,
Reeling in a bass into my lap.
Then headed home as darkness falls,
In sunset mixed with night.
I await a rising moon,
And know the world is truly right.