Why?

I wonder about things I don't understand.

As I look at the sky above,
And I feel the warm sunshine,
I wonder about God's love,
And how He made everything so fine.
Sometimes I try,
To figure out why I'm so special to Him.
And as I watch people go by,
And remember how He created me at His whim,
I realize I'll never understand why He loves me.
I'm just glad He does.