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Easter Morn

My heart is broken, my heart is torn, Here on this day, of Easter Morn. Our families gather, for Easter fun. Out in the grass,and out in the sun. We spend the day, in laughter and joy. Through the day,we do deploy. If, only I had a family again. A new tradition,we could begin. They have all gone a stray. Later in life,I think they will pay. The battle of life, they have lost. They'll leave it behind at all cost. Abetter life,they will never know. Because they chose to work and let it go. I guess it all,isn't so bad. You can't lose something you never had. My grandson is quite the little lad. He always accepts,the good with the bad. Someday, he will grow up, and be,quite a dad. Even though my family is gone. I will always love them, from dusk till dawn.

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