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Years
by
Win Rainer
What can I say now I am eighty one
But to go forward life still to run
I was given strength, that's for sure
The ability to achieve, an open door
Determination spurs one on
With hope at its ebb appears to be gone
That faith in ones self like a spear
See me through a troubled year
I hold my head up high my mind true
As the dawn follows the night through
Life has had many pleasures like a reward
In my mind many memories stored
After all these years not finished yet
I'll go on enjoying life YOU BET !
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