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Song
Ave-Maria

When the mist is on the river,
And the break of day is near.
The birds are just beginning to sing,
And the stars have disappeared.

When dewdrops shimmer like diamonds,
Upon a blade of grass.
And the wind is softly blowing.
And the moon is sinking fast.

When wild geese are flying overhead,
Taking turns with their honks.
The mourning dove, with its lonesome call.
Is cooing a mournful song.

There's time of deep reflection.
Which should bring peace to the soul.
As we touch, see and listen
To what God has made you know.

Thanks be to our living God,
Who made this all for me.
To enjoy the mist upon the river.
And everything I hear and see.

 © Al Albrecht