He paints the meadows and trees,

And when he is finished with his brush

All the flowers sparkle in the breeze.

 

He paints bright colors of which we love,

Using his big brush in a loving way,

Glorious gold and unfolding beauty

All is done for us  and here to stay.

 

God's paintings you admire so much

That you wish you could frame it all,

To proudly show all your friends

The lovely colors to hang on your wall.

 

I give you fall flowers tied in abundance -

They still would have some weather dew,

Please keep them to brighten your day

Because I picked them especially for you.

 

This is my love, and my thoughts to thee

God's paintings is a reminder of our

Many happy golden years, you see.

 

He wants you to remember;  He loves you

And paints with bright colors that last,