God’s glory is seen in the clouds,
His love is seen in the sky.
With love He created fruit,
Sweet to eat and good for nourishment.
You cannot deny the love and care He has for His creation.
The Lord Almighty is thinking of me.
He expresses His love every day.
With grace He generously gives all that He has to offer.
How much can I receive?
The Heavens never run out of blessings.
They are available for all to partake.
If we know that they are ours,
Are we bold enough to ask for them?
Please come, He wants to give it to you.
You are His desire.
My jokes aren’t funny.
When I perform them for people nobody laughs.
While I smile no one snickers, not even a grin.
I wrote a story that I thought was creative.
It was boring and the plot didn’t make sense.
I wrote a screenplay that I thought was hilarious.
I showed it to an actor who was perfect for the lead.
He dropped it in the shredder.
I gave a presentation.
A few people looked at their watches, others slept.
I wrote a poem. I thought it was clever.
My husband got mad when I recited it.
I was standing in front of the television
And my poem didn’t rhyme.