What a glorious day we’ve had to behold.

Do you really believe we’re all growing old?

We used to find great joy as we’d scamper and play.

If we did it today – people would look at us in a very strange way.

A ball is to throw, a rope is to jump, our dolls are to cuddle and knees to scrape.

If we did these things at our age we’d find we’re out of shape.

God has a plan for each and every life – no need to explain.

So lets’ enjoy every beautiful day and try not to complain!!!

 

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