 | As I walk through the forest green,
Hear the laughter of the bubbling stream
The whispering of shimmering leaves,
The sighing of the gentle breeze
Feel the soft brown earth beneath my feet
See the timid deer that is so fleet,
The hordes of flowers of different hue
Expanse of sky of azure blue,
The beauty of a floating cloud,
The frisky squirrel that scolds so loud.
Then I thank you God for your love of man-
For all the blessings from your bountiful hands.
-by Georgia
Johnson |
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