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Jul 2013
Have I missed the quiet of morning
When the sun begins to rise
And cast its golden light
Across an  endless azure sky

Have I missed the sweetened scent
Of freshly fallen rain
As it falls to the earth from heaven
And nourishes the golden grain

Have I never seen the singer
Have I never heard the song
Of the birds as they preform
Because I to quickly move along

Never does the flowers fragrance
Catch my imagination
Am I much to busy
For such an infatuation

Have I missed the lights of heaven
When the light of day is past
Because of worrying about tomorrow
Am I moving much to fast

We each should stop and take more time
As we travel this earthen sod
To look and see all natures beauty
Be still and know that He is God
Written by
Robert Blankenship  Texas
(Texas)   
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