Lord Jesus I Love You

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And the season knows it best Prayers for Earth and its spin This Victory Road is March With beams of tiny blue and gold An effort to know What friends we keep in troop Nothing lands in grey But tough and green for kin And in her, thy Mom Peace to prevail And packets in the wind In here and May.