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Golden Days
So she smiled at the thought of it, Bringing a life to the world. And she sets to the task, Ready to take the challenge. Then she heaved a sigh of relief For alas the race is on. The race of... Caring, Hoping, Illuminating, Loving, Daring. She's never for once carried away, By life's numerous events. She's never for once forgotten, The day the race began. I'll make it your golden day, she had said with a tear. When she remembers the pains of birth, She put in all she's got. And since it was only me, The day of was carefully planned. A gong sound to announce the day, Soft and slow music for entertainment. Good food and wine as supplement, Stories and tales as encouragement. Friends and visitors cheer in excitement, Then a wish to crown it all. For this single reason, The week was usually blessed. But all this was short lived, My birthdays are no longer golden, For the creator has taken the goldmine.
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