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*Butterflies fluttering through shrubs and trees everywhere, Kangaroo droppings scattered randomly here and there. Wombat burrows make for a cool secret home, Wild ferns in clumps where deer has been known to roam. An ocean of giant trees making waves as far as the naked eye can see, This is my piece of the forest, This is where my heart is--this is home to me. My dream to own a piece of Australian bushland has finally come to be, I am forever grateful and ever so thankful that God has given this grand blessing to us - to me. By Lady R.F©2017*
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Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 7:18 AM UTC
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*Butterflies fluttering through shrubs and trees everywhere, Kangaroo droppings scattered randomly here and there. Wombat burrows make for a cool secret home, Wild ferns in clumps where deer has been known to roam. An ocean of giant trees making waves as far as the naked eye can see, This is my piece of the forest, This is where my heart is--this is home to me. My dream to own a piece of Australian bushland has finally come to be, I am forever grateful and ever so thankful that God has given this grand blessing to us - to me. By Lady R.F©2017*
My soul is beyond content today. I thank dear God in heaven For his blessings. All praise to God!
Ladyrf
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Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 7:18 AM UTC
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