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Life holds so many priceless things...
The falling rain -- the rain that sings.
Each star on high, a big full moon,
And sunbeams dancing in your room.
The river as it rushes on,
A sunset when the day is gone.
No wealth can buy a mountain tall...
These priceless things belong to all.
An autumn tree lends beauty rare
With leaves piled deep most everywhere,
As nature wears a glowing smile
To make each day a day worthwhile.
Could anything be quite as dear
As laughing children that we hear?
The gift of friendship that is ours,
The miracle of growing flowers?
Each magic moment -- treasured time...
These priceless gifts are yours and mine. |
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