Some Things Just Are

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How can a bird expect not to fly,

Or a lion not to be feared?

How can a flower not expect to be plucked,

Or a dandelion, not be blown.

Cold is expected in the dead of winter,

And heat in the dead of summer.

A tear does not surprise a broken heart,

Nor does a smile a happy face.

And because of you,

Peace,

Forgiveness,

Love,

Do not surprise me.

For how can a child of God not expect to be blessed?

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