Another chance for us to live.
The morning light shines through the window,
And I thank God that I have the eyes to see,
And the hands to feel,
The beauty of His creation.
I walk through the garden of the fallen paradise,
Smell the blossoms of the apple trees,
And I marvel at the gift that is free.
I pray we'll never forget
Nor forsake
The path before us,
The path which may seem to have no end,
But the truth is,
That paradise is within our reach,
A hope we can almost touch.
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