I hear the sound of running feet
It fills my heart with pride replete
Midst noise of children in the street
And all their antics with each feat
They’ve not yet learned to be discreet
Reminding all how time is fleet !
I hear the sound of running feet
It fills my heart with pride replete
Midst noise of children in the street
And all their antics with each feat
They’ve not yet learned to be discreet
Reminding all how time is fleet !
All of life’s good things come to an end
Please have no fear, oh my dearest friend,
As you and I have known far too long
In the scheme of time, where we belong.
I oft wonder where the days have gone
With all of those we’ve counted upon
Let us say a prayer and thank our Lord
Keep body and mind with one accord !
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