Seems to me I’m always late
In everything I do.
It’s not because I haven’t thought
An awful lot of you.
But life goes on and we must meet
Our challenges day by day.
Seems to me there’s work galore,
With little time left for play.
Guess that’s because I’ve had my fun –
You don’t know how much it meant,
Time spent with ones I love so much,
It’s brought me such content.
As days go by, and they always do,
So soon to become another year,
And tho’ mountains and plains stand in between,
In memories, you’ll always be near.
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