An Hour With You~
The evening sun is sinking low,
As I look out my window.
A beautiful bluebird on the gate,
Looking and waiting for his mate.
Children have come in from play,
Telling of the snowman they made today.
Faces glowing and cold
As they hold their hands over the stove.
We're waiting for Dad, The table is set,
The children are hungry, beginning to fret.
He's met at the door with a shout of glee,
They are jumping and yelling whoopee.
The bird's mate comes to roost as the sun sets
As I turn to the table my eyes are met
With a beautiful sight, hands held out to me
To make a circle, a prayer of thanks this will be.
Our Father which art in heaven,
Hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come,
Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
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Music: "Music Box Waltz"
Magical Musical Place
Sequenced By: Eugene Hayek
Used With Permission