Cecelia Weir - Just A simple Picture

The sun rose over the eastern treetops
As the day begin to break.

I heard how melodious the birds sang
As I put the coffee on.

I saw the newly fallen dew
Upon every blade of grass.

And then I saw how blessed I was
Just to see that I am there.

Cecelia Weir

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