Now I See

Scott Whitby, 2023

I looked across the hay field

Worried how long the bales would last

I listened to the songs

Wondered what they meant by that

I saw baby girls in their daddy's arms

Asked what they'd ever be

Why the flowers smelled like that

And why their leaves were green

Some of that is good to know

But why did I really care?

God takes care of the details

Leaves the rest for us to share

Now I see sunrise

And a blanket of fog on the field

And listen to the songs

Hear the beauty they reveal

The baby girls' squeal I hear

Happiness in their daddy's arms

And as far as the flowers go?

I smell them, that's their charm