RECOMPENSE

I stroll the garden path where buds of spring
burst forth, proclaiming joy of life's rebirths;
where tulips tip their hats and bluebirds sing
in cadence, songs in perfect sync with earth's
prolific nature show. Beside the fence
red roses lift their petals to the sun.
No gifts have I to bring, no recompense
to offer God for all the things He's done.

On angel wings the chill of winter's flown,
my pathway's lit by golden rays above;
no longer do I face each day alone,
for Christ my Lord enfolds me with His love.

O Lord, my God, what may I give to Thee?
Dear child, He says, just give yourself to Me.

Copyright 1993 Ruth Gillis

"Recompense" received a Second Place Award
in the March 1997 issue of RB's Poets' Viewpoint.

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