God made a world out of his dreams,
Of wonderous mountains, oceans, and streams,
Prairies and plains and wooded land,
Then paused and thought,
I need someone to stand on top of the mountains
To conquer the seas, explore the plains and
Climb the trees, someone to start small then grow,
Sturdy, strong like a tree....and so...
He created boys, full of spirit and fun,
To explore and conquer, to romp and run,
With dirty faces, banged up chins,
With courageous hearts and boyish grins.
When he had completed the task He'd begun
He surely said, "That's a job well-done!"
1 comment:
He looks spirit filled, Airbourne no less
Love ya Grt Grnds
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