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Our Father's Paintbrush
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By Gary James Smith
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OUR FATHER'S PAINTBRUSH


Our Father's paintbrush at work
Is something to behold
He gives His nature colours
Some soft and some quite bold
His tapestry how beautiful
On His canvass spread
As I behold this beauty
I marvel and shake my head

Have you ever seen such wonder
I've said so many times
My wife nods in agreement
God's work is so sublime
Clear blue skies and sunshine
Lighting, clouds, and rain
Another most important fact
No two skies the same

So when I wake each morning
And watch the rising sun
I'm thrilled with that very thought
How picturesque, this one
Isn't that the beauty of it?
All nature's gallery
Here at our disposal
And absolutely free

Copyright Gary James Smith
February 16, 2010


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Submitted: Monday, February 22, 2010

Last Updated: Monday, February 22, 2010

About the Poet
I came to know the Lord as my personal Saviour in January of 1972. I was married on Oct 21,1966 to my wife Linda who also loves the Lord. We have ten children and now twenty-four grand children. In Aug 2012 we got the announcement of the birth of our first GREAT grand child (a baby girl). I was thrilled to find others of like precious faith and belief in Jesus Christ. Hallelujah! What a Savior! I am presently living in Champion, Alberta, Canada but we are originally from Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario, Canada. That is where the poem Canadian Tribute to America was birthed. One Sunday as I walked across the city on my way to church I came to the top of a hill and looked across at Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan. After watching the events of the Sept 11 tragedy it was weighing on my heart and mind and the Lord gave me these words. We came to Calgary and when my oldest daughter saw this poem she said, �Dad, what�s this?� and I said a poem and she replied �Dad, that�s not a poem , that�s a song� and she then went to the piano and began to sing and play it. The result of which turned into a song entitled, A Canadian Tribute to America which she recorded on CD. garyjamessmith2005@yahoo.ca


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