There are some things we dont need to be told
Things that we feel and see all life long
The love of a mother living or dead
The Passion of Christ hidden behind His tough words of chastisement
The sweetness of the precious words from the bible
Who needs to tell us of the importants of the sun
at the beginning of a new day
Those precious things we dont think of
But we need no one to tell us of.
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