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Poems From An Indiana Farm Winter Day Out in the country on a beautiful day, Went to the old oak tree to pray. Natures glory, chills to the bone. Felt the connection, not alone. O people lets join hands, Join hands as we go round. Round and round to be found. O people let’s join hands. The setting sun casts a red light As the old oak silhouettes the night. All makes me want to pray. Helps me feel the way. O people lets join hands, Join hands as we go round. Round and round to be found. O people let’s join hands. Out in the country, here to stay, Watching the day slip away. Feeling it all in nature’s way. Creation ALL around me on this day. O people lets join hands, Join hands as we go round. Round and round to be found. O people let’s join hands.

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