Maid she was employed
Saxon blithe and blemish less
Amiable, emotions steepened
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The cruel weapon
That makes the soft hearts weep
The toughest test of today's society
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THE TICKING HANDS
OF THE CLOCK
HAS ITS RHYTHM HANDS
MAKING IT UNERRING WORK
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Stepping into the Twenty Ninth year of my wedded life
I glance over my shoulders to see with greater insight
How much I am perhaps cherished and valued as wife
It made me rather genuinely remorse over the umpteen fight
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I write; as my soul demands
To bring a tiny dent perhaps
In the great wheels of this nation
To hit a spot; making man stop to think
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MY heart is filled;
with a certain vibe
Unexplainable
almost as if;
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Life spreads the radiance
Life spreads the radiance
Of brightness and joy
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A beauty and pride they lived together
Such unity and understanding
A joy to bless
A temple never the less
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Sometimes it is silence
That makes us value
The beauty of the moment
The magic of the environment
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The clock has struck the next hour!
Time on nimble feet
Sluggish the holiday spirit
Sad half awake on beds
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