In the beginning God did create
In seven days, a perfect place.
Man and beast, trees and hills,
Rugged lands and daffodils.
Clear were the skies, clean was the air,
No need to have a Smokie the Bear.
The trees were tall,
Yet some were small,
Wanting to be a tree so tall.
Animals played in the sun all day
While butterflies fluttered
In the skies, did play.
In the beginning God did create
In seven days, a perfect place.
Man and beast, trees and hills,
Rugged lands and daffodils.
Clear were the skies, clean was the air,
No need to have a Smokie the Bear.
The trees were tall,
Yet some were small,
Wanting to be a tree so tall.
Animals played in the sun all day
While butterflies fluttered
In the skies, did play.