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Life holds
many priceless
things
The patter of
rain, the wind
that sings
See stars up
high, a big
white moon
And moonbeams
dancing in
your room.
The river as
it rushes by
A sunset
setting with a
sigh
Money can't
buy a mountain
tall
God's living
things belong
to all.
An autumn
gives us
beauty rare
With leaves
falling
everywhere
Nature wears a
glowing smile
To make each
day so
worthwhile.
Nothing can be
quite as dear
As children's
laughter we
can hear
The gift of
friendship
always ours
Watch the
miracle of
growing
flowers.
God is our
majestic
artist you
know
His paintings
are everywhere
you go
Just look
around and
you will
surely see
The murals He
painted for
you and me
And each
precious
moment is
treasured time
Priceless
gifts are
yours and mine
And so to you
this greeting
I send
My very, very
dearest friend
Ginny Bryant©
Ginny's Gift
Of Love
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