Thank you for the precious moments
That I see every day;
You set them out before my eyes
In such pleasant array.
And I take them so carelessly,
When each is quite a gift.
They’re more than just the same old thing,
They give my soul a lift.
So thank you for each precious sight,
Each bud or tiny bird;
Let me appreciate each gift
And let my heart be stirred.
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