My first post--a poem

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Praise God for small lovely things;
The delicate tracery of trees
Against the morning sky-
A woman’s flushed cheek
Fading into blue.

Praise God for small lovely things;
The crisp spears of grass
Growing from the rich brown earth
With the blue sky above,
Clear in the morning light.

Praise God for small lovely things;
The butter-colored roses,
The deep green of firs
Against the dark red bricks,
The flaming orange autumn trees.

Praise God for small lovely things.