Family

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Simple Call

There are those who sit in chairs with wheels
Each hour the long day through,
The battles are so different now
From those they used to do,
No longer do they run between
The chores, the goals of youth
But struggle just for comfort and
To hold on to the truth.

And ...we forgot....the teachers,
The farmers that grew old...
We forgot our future...forgot the hand to hold,
The little visit, brightening
A dreary, lonely day....
Say....can we care a little more?....
We too, shall pass this way.....

Joan Clifton Costner
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