Tuesday, October 20, 2015

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"I'm going to write a book someday."
That's what I always used to say

I'd say it once and then again
but never put paper to my pen

And pages of my life went by
And still I'd not attempt to try

And chapters of my life they flew
As children changed and babies grew

I'd planned to write a book somehow
with most of life behind me now-

Kids are raised, their empty beds
Where once they laid their sleepy heads.

I wrote a book it's plain to see
"My Life",  the book that speaks for me.

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