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417. Just Me

I felt the wind upon my face
Its touch reminded me of my wife
So light and yet so constant
The true love of my life
My years have been filled with wonder
Although times have been good and bad
While not as wealthy as others
For my special riches I am very glad
I’ve been blessed with more than gold
From children to material things
My memories are filled with hope and joy
And all the enchantment happiness brings
Like the wind my life flows by
Days ranging from gentle to angry
I thank God for my being alive
Living life as just me


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