Joy in Hidden Jewels

My joy is not of ordinary
Not classic worldly good
My wealth is of the natural
And of the spiritual food
Euphoria stems of the wide outdoors
Of the life that God has made
With family and friends by me
To share in nature's promenade
I care for life others do not know
My peace is peculiar in kind
The hated, reviled, the passed over wonders
God's gifts for the unique minds

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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