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Aug 2011
THE CREATOR SMILES

"Come" said the sun "take my hand
Walk and talk with me a while
Isn't this a beautiful land
I love to see you smile"

The wind whispered in the trees
Rustling the leaves of green
Dappling on the grass below
Dancing just for me

"Here" said the brook as it rippled
Cooling the red earth below
"Come wriggle your toes in water"
Giggling "you must follow"

The clouds above hovered a while
To listen to the song of love
Where the hillside kissed the sea
It sang come to me

"Come said the sun", as the wind whispered by
"Here said the brook", as the clouds hovered high
Follow as far as you can, to hear the song
Where the hillsides meet to kiss the sea
Loraine Fromm
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