Life holds so many priceless things.
The falling rain, the wind that sings.
Each star on a high, a big full moon.
And sunbeams dancing in your room.
The river as it rushes on.
A sunset when day is gone.
No wealth can buy a mountain tall.
These priceless things belong to all.
An autumn tree lends beauty rare.
With leaves piled deep most everywhere.
As nature wears a glowing smile.
To make each day a day worthwhile.
Could anything be quite as dear?
As laughing children that we hear.
The gift of friendship that is ours.
The miracle of growing flowers.
Each magic moment, treasured time.
These priceless gifts are yours and mine.
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