I love poetry with brilliant rhymes,
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And songs that draw me in
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With clever opening lines
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I love rainy Sunday afternoons
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Being kissed by sun,
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And dreaming under the moon
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The way the ocean feels at high tide,
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The gentle stillness of midnight, Oh I-
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I love the way You are so good to me,
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I love the way You're so inspiring,
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I don't know how You love me like You do,
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But I love You.
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I love all the signs of city life,
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And marvel at the way
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The world just hurries by
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I love breathing in the mountain air,
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Climbing to the top,
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And finding that You're there
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Catching glimpses of Your mysteries,
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I find Your fingerprints on everything
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What I mean
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I hear Your music everywhere,
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So gentle, yet so strong,
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Your melody floats on the air,
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And every time I find You there,
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I've got to sing along
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I Love The Way
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| Ginny Owens |
