Nature’s Story

By Margie Lynn McCown

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    The sun pops out from a cloudy sky

    To let me know that it’s still there.

    The wind blows trees and makes them sway,

    Yet I can’t see or touch the air.

    A seed sends up a small green plant;

    And as I watch it grow,

    I know that Heavenly Father lives.

    All nature tells me so.