Mary Beth Owens: 'Be Blest'

by Mary Beth Owens, 1999

Each season brings its own special gifts; if you look closely, 
you will find them. In winter, leaf buds on branches bear the promise of 
another year. In spring, while mallard nests with watchful eye, wood frogs 
sing their lullaby. In summer, fireflies dance under the moon with 
honeysuckle vines in bloom. In fall, when cold winds whisper 
frost and snow, the wild geese know it's time to go.

I found the illustrations here:

Be blest, for sun and
moon and stars,
sing praise for
wind and air,
rejoice for water,
fire, and earth,
give thanks for
creatures everywhere