You Are Special
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It isn't who I am or what I own or how many people stand when I enter a room that makes me special; It's Who owns me.
You are special.
Your heart was meant to be filled.
It isn't good to be alone,
In each heart God instills,
A very special secret place,
For family and friends.
It's right beside His Own place,
And it stretches and it bends,
To enclose the people,
The places and the things,
That make life worth the living,
For into our heart they bring,
A song of happiness and peace,
A song your soul employs,
To thrill and lift the spirit,
And fill your heart with joy.
Copyright © Judy Ball | Year Posted 2021
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