When the light of day softly fades away
When that flaming ball of fire is all set to retire
When children hasten home after play
When tweet and chirp fly home yonder
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Walking down memory lane,
My heart wrenches in nostalgic pain,
At the thought it'll never, ever happen again.
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Mirror mirror on the wall,
I think you don't quite see it all
Silvered and salted hair I'd fain conceal
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Thank you, Lord, for the food on my table
Thank you, Lord, that I am healthy and able.
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On your 72nd birthday and always, dear mother:
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