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>The little child whispered,
>"God, speak to me"
>And a meadowlark sang.
>But the child did not hear.
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>So the child yelled,
>"God, speak to me!"
>And the thunder rolled across the sky
>But the child did not listen.
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>The child looked around and said,
>"God let me see you"
>And a star shone brightly
>But the child did not notice.
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>And the child shouted,
>"God show me a miracle!"
>And a life was born
>But the child did not know.
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>So the child cried out in despair,
>"Touch me God, and let me know you are here!"
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>Whereupon God reached down
>touched the child.
>But the child brushed the butterfly away
>And walked away unknowingly.
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>Often times, the things we seek are right underneath our noses.  Don't
>miss out on your blessing because it isn't packaged the way that you
>expect.
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