Come to me my children

The dawn gives way to morning splendor, the day becomes a new.

A robin flys from tree to tree, it's wing cutting through the dew.

The flowers stand so bold and bright, as if they were to say .

Look at us were standing tall, and we'll never wilt away.

As the day goes on and the sun shines bright. and the wind is calm, so still.

It makes one look at things in awe. Knowing what we see is gods will.

I know he's watching over us each and every day.

His loving arms surround us as if he were to say.

Come to me my children, and let me hold you tight.

Come to me my children, before the day turns into night.