ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©
Within the quiet prairie lay, two creatures from God’s giving,
The water provided each day, received with great thanksgiving,
The stream is near to o’er filling, the fields are all ripe with grain,
Mountains surround for protecting, the Master’s hand will sustain,
When want makes us fear the future, and you think that all is lost,
Look to the skies and remember, the price paid at such great cost,
When light beams through morning glory, dew rises to meet the sun,
Each brilliant ray tells a story, of the victory Christ has won,
No more will death have dominion, a place in heaven awaits,
No tears, no sadness nor sorrow, just peace at the holy gates,
Magically open with glory, the clouds penetrate with light.
And we know the end of the story, everything turns out alright.