Sprays of yellow blossoms
Like sunshine
Wave to me;
Wave in the dust of a late summer afternoon.
They wave.
I slow my car. How bright!
How wonderful!
I stop and listen.
They speak.
Yes, they speak.
They say:
"Hey, You there!
Look here!
God is thinking of you today.
He asked us
To stand out here and wave you down,
Get you to stop
And remind you
He loves you."
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