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Saturday, December 2, 2023



You say you're getting older
And your life is slipping by,
Remember what your parents saw
With each well seasoned eye.
Even when the eyes don't work
And blindness ends all color,
Bright sounds make this life worthwhile
To some will seem so dull.
You are here to share the earth
It's sounds it's sights it's feel.
To share the earth with parents past
For them we make it real.

Barry G. Wick

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