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I Was Going My Way

I was going my way in the morn
Though shoes like my skin were well worn
I whistled a song
As I walked along
Past the fields heavy laden with corn

I was going my way still at noon
Though needing a nap pretty soon
I slept for a while
And awoke with a smile
Then went off again with a tune 

I was going my way through the eve
As moon rose and sun took its leave
I looked to the sky
And thought, "Lucky am I,
To see what no mind could conceive."

I was going my way in the night
Although the word going just might
Exaggerate for
my legs were too sore
And no longer kept me aright

I was going my way, still well known
Down the side path of gravel and stone
Just there up the way
Where poplar trees sway
Was the house in which I had grown

I was going my way, when I saw
My granddaughter and son-in-law
Stepping from the car
She said THERE you are
You can't wander off like that grandpa

9.2.18

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