I Love
I love the sweet smell after a early spring shower,
Flowing through the air as a butterfly with newly grown wings.
The whisper of songs from the tree filled with Robins,
As I step into the rising sun.
So beautifully bright dancing through an ocean blue sky,
And telling the wind to move a strand of hair as a warm touch.
When the world comes alive,
That's what I love.
To hear and see, God's wonderful things around me.
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