Cascade
As the sun comes up golden bright
Like orange marmalade
Exposing raindrops on roses
And droplets that cascade
Soon the hot sun will dry all traces
Of the rain upon the Hollies
But now the roosters rejoice in voice
And tell morn's sweet stories
The artist painted wispy white
Mingled in with the sky-blue
And diamonds sparkle 'pon the grass
Heaven scent precious dew
A morn to bask in the Savior's love
Enjoy a few moments
Listen to all nature sing songs
That are truly Heaven sent
Finis'
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