Everything I love is soft and silent,
My cat, the morning, the end of day,
Even the moon in its way.
Everything I love is soft and silent,
The water, the forest, the snow at play,
Even the mountain in its way.
Everything I love is soft and silent,
The sun on the sand, a rainy day,
Even the wind in its way.
Everything I love is soft and silent,
The grass, the brook, the leaves at play,
Even you in your way.
{James Kavanaugh}
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