for beasty and the crawly and the multi-coloured leaves
The fragrance of the wood when it wakes in the morning,
the refreshing sound of the rain at play
These things are beautiful, as beautiful as sunlight ,
as beautiful as the dew when the new day dawns
Let us stop a while to receive a gift beneath the blessed
and the blessing of Mother Natures trees
Let us be still, long enough to hear our own thoughts rustle,
whispering to the angels of here
Who share the paths that take us in, who care for us,
who cry and laugh out loud with us
So we can emerge renewed, at the first sign of spring ............
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