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The Year 2037                                                                                                                                                                 

The year 2037 will bring peace and freedom; and  I'll be only 87                                                                                                                         It shall find me very energetic, free of sickness, happy and giving
At 87, I shall be dearer, gentler, kinder, and much more wiser                                                                           Every dawn and every passing day, will find me so much better

May you detect no 'Poor me', regrets, nor any form of bitterness                                                                        As for those things beyond my control, I will lay them all to rest
At the age of 87, so much more closer to my Lord I want to be                                                                              May I be graced and embraced by God, and feeling heavenly

I shall be blessed and closely connected to my lovely family;                                                                                        and showered with  many grands and greats so graciously                                                                                              
At 87, I think that I'll be walking with my bride on the sea sands                                                               20 years from now, I shall be standing tall with all my grands                                                                               

In 2037, I will be laughing and playing with my great grands                                                                            If I should become quickly tired, they'll gladly understand
04212017 PS Contest, You 20 Years From Now, Brenda Chiri
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