Poetry

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THAT SUNNY LIGHT,ITS ALWAYS ON SO UNLKE THE OLD BACK ROAD;A COLLEEN
DAS SMILED AS WE DROVE PAST,A JAUNTY DAY SADLY NOW DAD'S PASSED AWAY
R.I.P.TIME LIKE BUSHES ON THE DIYCH ALAS NOW QUIET ROAD IS NOW NOMORE,
A MOTORWAY IS THERE FOR SURE MEMORIES ARE A TIME FILLED BAG,DIVE OR DIP
GIVE HAND A GRIP THEN GRAB A FEELING BAG IS CONCEALING,ANY PACE MAY BE LIKE A RACE EVEN A TROT MILES ARE JUST A DISTANCE GOT,ENJOY THE DAY AS
MILES FADE FROM VIEW THANK GOD YOU SAW THE WHOLE DAY THROUGH,TO SAY
NOTHING OF THE MARVELOUS VIEW,AGAIN HOW TRUE AMEN'S ADIEU ALL SO NEW.
Joe.

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