Each morning at sunrise, he mounts his grand steed,

Surveying the landscape, at temperate speed,

He stops for a moment and breathes it all in,

This land that he rides on, belongs to just him.


The majestic mountains, the soft  morning mist,

The sight of an eagle, just slightly sun kissed,

The air is refreshing, the trails cut and worn,

There’s nothing quite like it, when new days are born.

About atimetoshare.me

As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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2 Responses to HAPPY TRAILS

  1. Truly nothing like it! Love the beauty of God’s creation at first light! Thank you, dear Kathy, for this beautiful experience of morning gratitude and meditation through your wonderful poetry! ❤ ❤

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    • atimetoshare.me says:

      Thank you, dear Lynn, for being such a great encourager for me. Your words are sweeter than honey.🐝


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