The purest of pure
I am As true as a newborn child
I am The Waves crashing around your ankles
I am The Strength of the Savior's care
I am A daisy growing wild and scented
I am The cold that travels with hot cocoa
I am The linen refreshing in the breeze
I am contentment of peace
I am The perfect dress on her day
I am self innocence
I am the fluff that shapes the imagination
I am the stained work shirt
I start the best of the best
And end the with the worst of the worst
Rachel Eberhart
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