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Seventy-Eight
Now that I am seventy- eight
Standing long time_ not
In the spring blowing snot a lot
Wonder what seventy-nine holds
Wonder if I will see the calendar turn
Bring eighty to a fulfilled dream
Wonder if I will have enough steam
Just to get out of bed and make it up
I really don't worry about those things
God cared and brought me into the fold
Even though Satan my life tried to control
Open the calendar and see what it brings
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Sara Kendrick
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