It Doesn'T Matter
They walk a different path each morning
as a new day’s begins to glow..
They fill a picnic basket and they drive
It doesn’t matter where they go.
They gather with their friends and family
to spend a moment or two.
sometime they sit
sometimes they eat
It doesn’t matter what they do.
They love to play any kind of games
their children and grandchildren might choose
It doesn’t matter if they win
It doesn’t matter if they lose.
If you ask them why it doesn’t matter
they have a simple reason why.
If you ask them why it doesn’t matter
they have but one reply…
You see…they know that life is short…and precious
and every moment they’re awake
it’s not the size of the memory that’s important
it’s how many they can make.
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