Author: Joyce Hemsley Lilies pure white float over the water,
we admire the blooms in the noonday sun;
the love we both share is so very much warmer
because you and I are one.
Look at the hills beyond the green valley
It is God's glory. His will has been done.
Heather of purple ~ O sight to be seen
and children are having such fun.
Across open meadows together we saunter
Golden coins, silver coins...we have none.
Wealth and riches only introduce trauma.
All I need in my life is my own cherished one.
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