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True Spring

Dear God, breathe the life of new birth Into this cold and frozen land Let the seeds buried deep within Force themselves through the barren earth Guide them with the sunshine, strong Freeing them from their seasoned prison Allowing them to awaken with watered hope Dually granting all the pleasure of your spring For our own growth, through love and life

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 2/26/2009 12:11:00 PM
I am ready for that thing called spring. We have had the coldest winter since they started recording temperatures. So the radio said this morning. Phyl
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Date: 2/26/2009 8:44:00 AM
Like the way this one can have a double meaning Michael.Rgds Brian
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