Poetry

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ON ANY YEAR DAY,COME BRIGHT OR DULL HOUR'S APPEAR INSIDE THE MIND,
MAY GO SWIFT ARE MINUTES ADRIFT ON SEA SHORE WITH SAND GALORE,
ENJOY THE DAY WITH HOUR'S MORE AND SUNNY BLUE SKY CAN TELL US WHY,
WHO HEARS THE TIME WHILE THE SUN DO SHINE WHERE SAND WAS WET BARE FEET IT MET,TOE'S AND HEEL'S KNOW HOW IMPRINT FEEL'S HOUR'S CAME
AND ALSO WENT,AND TIME WE KNOW NEED NOT REPENT A DAY'S A YEAR WHILE LIFE LIVES HERE,GOD BLESS US ALL CAN HEAVEN SLEEP WHERE TIME'S NOT KEPT,ON EARTH'S SEA SHORE HOUR'S MAY TRY TO FLY EACH DAY
IS A WHY,SO AS THE YEAR GOES BY WHO KNOW'S IT THEN EACH HOUR'S A
GEM,MAKE'S A DAY AS ONLY GOD COULD SAY,AMEN AGAIN ITS WHEN SAID IT
THEN ALL THINGS TELL.
Joe.

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