Flowing across the street as if doing something so simple as to take a walk. Delighting my eyes with the colors of the rainbow. Music playing as it roars into a crescendo rising up to great you as if to say H..E..L..L..O.. This music is carried on the winds of the world as it is being played just for you. Open your eyes ears to all the beauty that is before you it might surprise you.
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Posted: Sep 2014
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FOR YOUR MIRACLE AND TREASURED GIFT YOUR LITTLE GIRL.
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the beauty that is before
you it might surprise you.
Well said dear adje.