Some of us forget the beauty of what is around us
Children keep that beauty alive.
White bell flowers on Arbutus
seen by you and I
Jewels from the fairy world
seen through my daughters eyes
The dazzling jewels all around
Collecting in her pockets
Falling from the sky to ground
Like heaven scented droplets
With every jewel falling
her eyes will open wide
She can see the magic
That nature does provide
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