Only A Fool
John King
A child is born, just a little ole babe
Yet, so perfect by design and wonderfully made.
A new day is dawning with its events all in store
Yet, in perfect harmony with all the days before.
The beauty of the fall just baffles our mind
Yet, year after year it is so perfectly timed.
The geese now fly south for warmth and for feed
Yet, no compass they carry nor calendar they read.
The squirrel stores nuts for the winter for feed
Yet, how does he know of this time of need?
The proof of a creator can easily be found
Yet, so many deny what is seen all around.
The fool has said that God cannot be
Yet, proof abounds that even a blind man can see.
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