Every soul needs to be cherished,
yearning for some loving praise.
Like a blossom needing sunshine,
bending towards warming rays.
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Gentle words withheld by loved ones,
joy and laughter lost in stress.
Tears will keep the heart from singing,
gone are seeds of tenderness.
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To much stuff in our possession,
brings anxiety and strife;
when our wants exceed our needing,
stuff will complicate our life.
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Loving Peace and Joy abundant,
freely granted by our Lord.
Love ‘s the fruit born from thanksgiving,
or—–it’s just another word.