Over the years As we grow old, We remember our father So brave and bold. In the garden, Leaning on the plow, He would listen to me; I see him now. He would give advice And understand; He was always there To lend a hand. God made fathers Strong and firm, For he knew our lives Would have great concerns. …
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Who once has had a friend has found The link ‘twixt mortal and divine; Though now he sleeps in hallowed ground, He lives in memory’s sacret shrine; And there he freely moves about, A spirit that has quit the clay, And in the times of stress and doubt Sustains his friend throughout the day. No friend we love can ever …
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Friendship is born at that moment when one man says to another: “What! You too? I thought that no one but myself . . . ― C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves Don’t walk in front of me… I may not follow Don’t walk behind me… I may not lead Walk beside me… just be my friend ― Anonymous It is …
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London Bridge Is Falling Down London Bridge is broken down, Falling down, falling down. London Bridge is falling down, My fair lady. Build it up with wood and clay, Wood …
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Three Kings came riding from far away, Melchior and Gaspar and Baltasar; Three Wise Men out of the East were they, And they travelled by night and they slept by …
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London Bridge Is Falling Down London Bridge is broken down, Falling down, falling down. London Bridge is falling down, My fair lady. Build it up with wood and clay, Wood …
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Three Kings came riding from far away, Melchior and Gaspar and Baltasar; Three Wise Men out of the East were they, And they travelled by night and they slept by …
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Lord, are there roses in your garden On the shores of jubilee Would you pick a dozen of your best And deliver them for me? For you see, today is …
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London Bridge Is Falling Down London Bridge is broken down, Falling down, falling down. London Bridge is falling down, My fair lady. Build it up with wood and clay, Wood …
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A single flower he sent me ,since we met all tenderly his messenger he chose; deep-hearted, pure with scented dew still wet one perfect rose. I knew the language of …
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