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Children are lights to our souls

Children are lights for ones soul

Oh death; life's true recycling bin

Tick-Tock, you can't beat the clock

The old man lay stretched out upon his bed, Life’s past memories flashed through his head The weight of problems he had fraught He tossed and turned; so deep in thought He’d worked so hard though-out his life Supported eight children and his wife Always responsible, doing what was best Determined to succeed; to pass life’s test He was extremely frugal, saving every dime Planning his children’s future, working against time His life was very simple as he struggled to survive He’d do whatever he...