Thank God for the spring flowers, she said, and thank God for
             that was behind her house, filled with beautiful, colors
             only the beginning of the season, but still in ravishing bloom.
             admiring the magnificent view, the garden, and thanks
             for the balcony beyond the shimmering pool, she said, admiring the sun's
             brilliance and the warm cup of Irish coffee and the New York
             and the single red rose blooming near the fountain .
             in the maple tree and its nest filled with five speckled eggs
             and the furry squirrel scurrying to hide from the house
             that somehow never manages to reach the high braches where
             and the bright yellow dandelions the intersperse themselves
             always trying to cover the grass completely.
             Who was always high atop his glorious "Fern Hill', and Madonna, whom
             in the eighties, dancing and singing her way to the top, and Paul, she said,
             Who helped to spread Jesus' words of wisdom, regardless of the obstacles
             and who opened minds and touched hearts everywhere.
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