Blessed is he whose eyes can see

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God’s handiwork on land and sea;

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      Whose eyes perceive in flower and bird,

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       In music, song and written word,

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            Freshness, grace, intrinsic pleasure;

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            God’s gifts for us to love and treasure

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             Copyright on all my poems

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Note:  In fact God had some help with the garden above.  It was my mother's garden in Oldswinford, Stourbridge,  and she worked very hard indeed to make it look so good.  Josie

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