The pages of my date book fly
Reminding me life’s passing by
Day dawns and rushes off I know
While I am not quite set to go.
Oh how I wish that I could be
A child once more beguiled and free
Who loves all God’s variety
And every gift He offers me !
The pages of my date book fly
Reminding me life’s passing by
Day dawns and rushes off I know
While I am not quite set to go.
Oh how I wish that I could be
A child once more beguiled and free
Who loves all God’s variety
And every gift He offers me !
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