POEM: Praise in the Meadow (Walking with Jaimie and Noah)

He praised the seeds
and their wings and burrs.
He praised the stream
that strayed along beside them.
He praised his arms
that have hung at his sides
in faithfulness for years.
He praised the pockets in his pants
for safely storing seventy cents
as he walked with his son and grandson.
He praised the powerful earth
that proudly bears
so much upon its shoulders.