Coffee's almost done,
And the bacons in the pan.
And I can see the rising sun,
Coming up over the land.
The scrambled eggs are ready,
And the birds are singing sweet.
The scented breeze is steady,
I can feel it from my seat.
Another glorious valley day,
The Lord comes through again.
And I can handle come what may,
Be it sunshine or the rain.
7/9/10 Alton Texas
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