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- Long, long ago
- in a land far
away
- There came the
dawn
- of the first
Easter Day,
- and each year
we see
- that promise
reborn
- that God gave
the world
- on that first
Easter Morn...
for in each
waking flower
and each singing
bird,
The PROMISE of
Easter
is witnessed and
heard
and Spring is
God's way
of speaking to
men
And renewing the
promise
of Easter again
For death is a
season
that man must
pass through
And , just like
the flowers,
God wakens him
too...
So why should we
grieve
when our loved
ones die
For we'll meet
them again
in a 'cloudless
sky'-
For Easter is
more than a beautiful story,
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