The flowers of the field,
Oh what beauty they do yield,
With the mountains so far away,
Why don't you just stay here and play?
You can sit and listen to the crickets sing,
or watch the butterfly's flutter their wings.
Spread a blanket for a feast.
this you can do at the very least.
Either way you should spend the day enjoying the allure,
of nature's exquisiteness that's for sure.
Psalm 103:15
As for man, his days are as grass:
as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.
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