God's Gift by Suzan Weiner
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Snowflakes dancing across the sky flying down from God's hand. They arrive so wistfully from up high falling to His precious land. Coming in different shapes and sizes, Looking just like lace. They are wondrous with such surprises, glad they're in this place. A little child gleefully sees each one and jumps up to catch a 'star.' Oh, she's having such blissful fun, because of what they are. In God's goodness He gives us a lift and a present with His art. This is His special gift, and it was from the start.
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