Feb 14, 2013

Let the sacrifice of praise be ever on your lips

Come let us praise God in the morning for he looks down from the heavens with a smile on those who remember Him.

In the morning you will hear my praises



You are as fresh as the morning
As gentle as a butterfly on its take off flight.
Small legs kicking the flower for a lift.
You are lovely.
Wings clapping ever so gracefully.
Naturalness!
You are you.


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