J-ust make it happen,
O-r allow it to take place;
E-very will of the Lord
L-ets you finish your race.
D-ay thirteen in warm July,
E-arly morning has broken;
L-ook at the sky above,
A-t the wide blue heaven.
C-reate a beautiful picture,
R-ight there in the open;
U-se your imagination,
Z-ealously make it happen.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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