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Life holds a new meaning when you take the time to see |
| The full moon is rising over the trees, The crickets are singing a woeful song. As I sit beneath the canopy of sky I can feel the wind blowing wild and strong. Before the dark clouds come rushing in The moon casts its light across the grass. I hold my palms up to catch the light Of stray moonbeams as they pass. The raindrops start their merry tune As drops of silver upon my skin; The flowers bend to open wide And take a drink of life within. A dance begins, a merry step That nature helps unfold; The drink of life falls all around, Turning the world to green and gold. Life, a precious time for all Of God's living, breathing things; Take care of all that life can give And all that it will bring |