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| Copyright Glennda Short Field |
Summer days, big hats, beautiful flowers are all things that make little girls hearts happy. Bringing a freshly picked flower to your mom so she can enjoy this beautiful creation with you is part of the need. Beauty so often needs to be shared. My mom wrote a poem once upon a time. Is goes like this-
I've seen through the eyes of my daughter
The beauties she wanted to share
So I held a rose from my garden
And enjoyed a fragrance rare.
I've beheld the majestic beauty
Of lofty mountains high
I've felt the sudden cooling spray of
Mountain streams rushing by.
I've felt the sudden nearness of God
When I kneel to pray.
Martha June Short
