Sylvia Loven Carter (June 13,1963 / Dallas, Texas)
I'm Thankful, thankful, thankful
GOD'S GOODNESS IS INDESCRIBABLE!
I'M thankful that I can hear the Birds singing, and the wind blowing
Causing the fallen Leaves to have their own Rhythm
YES QUITE A UNIQUE sound it is Unique.
In fact I believe that
Everything has it's own Rhythm.....It's own crescendo of sorts?
I wonder if I'm the only one who thinks this?
I am Thankful, thankful so Truly Thankful! ! !
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