For the stillness of the morn
the magic when each lamb was born
for gardens radiant with flowers
I humbly thank 'The One'.
For memories of days gone by
larks ascending in the sky
babbling brooks and gentle streams
I humbly thank 'The One'.
For the moment I became your bride
when many tears of joy I cried
the echo of our baby's laughter
My humble thanks abide.
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