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Let them be baby birds
robins eating earth worms
Let them be the wildflowers
drinking in a spring shower
Let them be the majestic trees
offering a delightful breeze
Let them be the dreamers
the truth and hope believers
Let me hear wondrous birdsong
joining in on their sing-a-long
Let me enjoy the beauty of the day
whether skies are blue or gray
Let me walk freely in the forest
resting under the canopy nourished
Let me be a visionary of tomorrow
searching for healing from life’s sorrow
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