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Connie Webb


Still


I’m accepting myself today
Even though I’m getting old
I can still move and sway
I can still be strong and bold.

Even though I’m getting old
What does it matter to me?
I can still be strong and bold
My voice still sings merrily.

What does it matter to me?
My love for life hasn’t gone away
My voice still sings merrily
I can still clasp my hands and pray.

My love for life hasn’t gone away
I can still move and sway
I can still clasp my hands and pray
I’m accepting myself today.

Submitted: Saturday, April 15, 2006

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