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I walked with Spring along a path,
Where roses took a dew-dropped bath,
Where flowers with many colorful hues,
Saluted the day with raving reviews.
I danced with Spring along a creek,
Where frisky frogs played hide-and-seek,
Where Dogwood trees wore lacy gowns,
Neath canopies of cotton crowns.
The Earth stood still,
While my cares took flight;
My Soul was filled with "Pure Delight"
I walked with Spring where Nature trod,
And gazed upon the face of GOD!
"Sringtime is life being reborn,
in all ways, renewed.
Thus, we become,
as we are renewed,
Reborn --- in Christ". Amen.
In~Christ~~~~~~~John-Paul
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