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Tuesday, August 18, 2009

One morning I took a walk
The sun was just rising up
A cool breeze wrapped around me
I breathed in the fresh new air of the morning
I walked upon newly fallen leaves
That decorated my path
The scenes around me were clothed in gold
Golden rays of the rising sun
There were still waters beside me
There was my reflection
A clear, still image
I smiled to my self as I kept walking
The night lights had given way for the breaking morn
All the birds seem to have woken along with me
For around me they were singing
Beautiful songs of praise
Of morning praise to our Maker
The trees seem to sway to the beat
Their branches reaching out to the heavens
Little did I know I had stumbled upon
A service of praise
A morning service of praise
To God, the Creator of us all
So as I walked I joined in song
To the Lord in thanks
For creating this all

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