While walking down a country road,
My eye began to see.
The beauties of this lovely day,
That now surrounded me.

The sun had slid behind the clouds
Yet beams of light shown through,
Illuminating grass and trees,
With colors bright and true.

And as I saw the meadow’s green,
And trees that seem to glow,
I had to stop and marvel at,
This priceless scenic show.

And then as rain across the way,
Is blessed by shards of light,
The glories of the rainbow come,
With color’s pure delight.

It’s then I realize how blessed,
I am to live this day;
To see the beauties of this land,
Here in the U.S.A.

© James O’Brien
July 2003