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A New Beginning
Spring, sweet spring - on heels of snow Come flowers wild and those we sow The promise of a bright new day Of birds a' nesting, kids at play Crisp clean air at break of dawn Farmers seed 'til day has gone Joy at viewing all we see Across the glen - beyond the lea A haunting cry of mourning dove That lifts to ply the streams above God's earth on loan to all who'll share With all his creatures placed by pair We who serve as keepers here Have much to do - it would appear To right the wrongs that we have done Alas too soon the course is run
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