Dear Lord, I pray,
If I can but stay
On your dear sweet Earth
To watch Spring birth.
And to tend to things
That Summer brings.
Then I'll rest in Fall
To await your call.
With the Winter snow,
I 'll be ready to go.
Dear Lord, I pray,
If I can but stay.

Donnalee 1998
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Dedicated to Ellen
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"May each Season be many years long."
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