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WHo I Am
I am the poor Yet rich at heart A painter of fields In a fading art I am the voice of wisdom Accumulated over 75 years I am the strong at heart But, unafraid to shed tears I am the husband and father So loyal and true The words "I love you." Rarely spoken..yet everyone knew I am the will to survive In this game of chance One with the land In this timeless romance I am free to speak My mind..my peace Though some may dare to disagree I am life lived to the fullest Did it my way 'til the end Oh Lord take me home Through Heaven's golden gates Where I can meet an old friend And wait until the day I see my family together again.
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