Taste a new berry or fruit of the vine, its sweetness lingers upon your tongue.

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by Rose Ann Jenneman

Listen to the birds harmonize in song, as clouds open their doors to sunlight.

Smelling the freshness of green all around, morning dew bathing each blade of grass.

Look to the sky for the beauty  beyond, Dearest LORD what is your plan for me?

Touch some one special by holding their hand, the love flows out to one another.