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Simplicity

SIMPLICITY When little things were very small And no-one worried much at all The world was wide and very kind And no-one ever got behind And no-one had a useless life And no-one struggled to survive When school and work were always done With laughter in the dancing sun No complicated times to keep No nights of tossy turny sleep The world was kind and wide and good No shortage anywhere of food And soft the rain on God’s good earth And black and white the same were worth The sea was clean the air was clear Uncluttered skies from far to near In field and garden, Home and hill Those little things are precious still. John Puckett

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