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Life is short, the years rush past,
Our children seem to grow too fast.
Memories of tucking them in their crib,
Washing their diapers and baby bibs.
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It's a love very few have known,
Darling it's only for you alone.
In it's own way it's very sincere,
Something special for you, my dear.
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In the hills of Oklahoma, a legend has been told,
Of an Osage Indian, his body still and cold
He had a rare disease called sleeping sickness
They found him in a black- jack thickets.
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Our Children
Life is short, the years rush past,
Our children seem to grow too fast.
Memories of tucking them in their crib,
Washing their diapers and baby bibs.
It seems we could never get out of sight,
Until we had kissed them all nighty-night.
We helped them fasten up their overalls,
And helped to dress their little dolls.
Now thats all part of yesteryear,
No goodnight kiss, no prayer to hear.
All we have left are fond memories,
The Children have their own families.
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