Grass of green and sky of blue.
Don’t you know how I love you?
Oceans deep and valleys wide.
All your tears I have dried.
Streams flowing down mountains tall.
Leaves that change their color in the fall.
Rain that falls from the sky.
And birds that fly way up high.
All creations I have made.
Not one I’d give up or I would trade.
And one that is so special and true.
Is the reason I made you.
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