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The sweetness of life in the common things around us. |
| Oh, how blind we can be To the treasure that is in life. How we wrongly search land and sea.. Breaking our spines in strife. The treasure lies in the smile ; In a baby's glistening eyes. O, watch for a lingering while The sun before the day dies. The rhythm of pounders of corn.. The quick knocking of knees.. To music from a cow horn. The scent of foliage in the woods.. The golden voice droning long... The ripple of muscle carrying goods.. And what I have treasured for so long Your heartbeat's sweetest song. |