Evelyn Macdonald Biography

Who was aged five when I was born
My brother
Who hid my toys and broke my dolls
My brother
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Blood dripping from the fangs
that bite
Clothed within the dark
of night
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When I was young and in my prime I took my health for granted
No major ills in middle age I never raved nor ranted
So who decreed that when I reached my so called 'golden years'
A multitude of problems would reduce my life to tears
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The joys of retirement are simple
you can lie around all day in bed
when the daytime soap operas get boring
pull the covers right over your head
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Out walking on a fine spring day
I saw you there and turned away
so you could bloom another day
Sweet Daffodil
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