My Love

My love is the valley,

The breeze as it sighs

My love is the mountains

That reach to the sky.



My love is the valley

The rocks and the rills

My love is the prairie

The low rollin' hills the rollin' hills.



The call of the night bird

I love every trill

There's peace and contentment

When everything's still.



The wail of the coyote

The flight of the dove

It's all God's creation

And that's what I love.



And that's what I love...