Pope Francis
The sun is shining and glory be
The birds are singing in the trees
And a picture of paradise is the view of my peace
As I contemplate on the written word
Echoes of child play often heard
Their joyful screams linger on the warm breeze
Playing happily on my street
Like the scent of a rose
A gentle thought
Sweet upon our Sacred Hearts
A walk with Our Lord Jesus Christ
Home beneath her blue skies
The sun is shining his love for me
Heaven upon our Earth
Sings the honey bee ' I am.free '
Amen
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