the blue of the sea
could not be any more
Beautiful
nor the sun
shining radiantly down on your
Face
nor the flowing wind
rushing through the never-still forest
of God
nor the clouds
ever-gliding across our summer
Sky
nor the hearts
a-thumping in the chests of innocent children
so Sweet
and I pray
they never
go away
Amen
could not be any more
Beautiful
nor the sun
shining radiantly down on your
Face
nor the flowing wind
rushing through the never-still forest
of God
nor the clouds
ever-gliding across our summer
Sky
nor the hearts
a-thumping in the chests of innocent children
so Sweet
and I pray
they never
go away
Amen



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