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When you see a bluebird fly.
When the world is changing before you.
If you open up your eyes.
And look out your window.
You will see:
The baby flowers becoming toddlers.
The baby birds learning to fly.
All around you, creation is growing.
Right before your very eyes.
The children playing 'round
Will be like us someday.
Looking at the world
And wondering:
Who can I show God to today?
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