Poems of Lighthouse Bob

The Owner of the Land #414

The Owner of the Land

I'm gonna hold on to the owner of the land
who, watching from a thousand hills,
retains within command
the creatures of the forest,
the cattle and the sheep,
the flora and the fauna,
the younglings fast asleep,
the morning's dew,
the evening's hue
while, setting in the west,
a sunset sun brings day be done
and I be in His rest.