Three Trees

On a mountain high I saw three trees. So graceful and so tall.
They stood alone within the snow. I looked at them in awe.

The smallest creatures ran around their trunks, both night and day.
The trees stood still upon the hill to let the creatures play.

While looking up at clouds and sky to see if God was there.
Low and behold, the story is told, He saw them standing there.

He blessed the trees with sunlight warm and as the years went by.
The trees grew straight and strong and tall up on the mountain high.

They are today majestic things which bring me joy to see.
I know that God has blessed the trees and both have now blessed me.