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In my life I have known, many joys, The touch of a woman, the taste of good fare, The heart full of love, that only a child can wear. Now that I am older; the wonders of life have not waned, or passed, But more ever, do I appreciate the little things that make up, The whole of my past. To look upon a memory, is to open a page in ones life, And behold all, that was, and all that, it will be. So as I sit here and ponder a while, And think, of a few of the things that made me smile, One doesn’t need the riches of a king, To enjoy, such, a simple thing, As to close your eyes, and read, your life’s story, And enjoy the many wonders that have been, thus far, And think for a moment, how lucky we are. Clement Hardy.