We Ask

by reginadee2014


We Ask

Regina Puckett


Rolled up bales of hay sit in the field

An offering of summer’s peaceful yield

Rays of sun beat down upon our faces

Proof we’re still in God’s good graces

He’s smiling down on our children playing

Games of pretend mingled with mothers praying

We ask He gives them a safe passage and a safe harbor

Under heaven’s sweet summer skies and life’s arbor