and say
I need some flowers, please send a fresh bouquet
and he'd arrive, his truck would drive right up
and he'd bring them inside
and soon we'd hear them singing
through the house
both far and wide
*
because a flower's full of sunshine
always counting out God's love
Blossoms are a blessing!
that He sends down from above
*
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