Dividends
Partial to a summer's day
Never left the winter's play
Foolish each and every walk
Never giving in to talk
Finally down on bended knee
He spoke only just to me;
Invest soul'ly in me my loving son,
Find your dividends multiplied a ton
Partial to a winter's pray
Never left the summer's day
Copyright © Tim B | Year Posted 2012
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