My life is slipping away…

My life is slipping awayLike an ever flowing riverYet only rarely do I sayLook! there's the river 

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Christmas Eve and Twelve of the Clock

Christmas Eve and twelve of the clock 'Now they are all on their knees', An elder said as we sat in a flock By the embers in heartfelt ease. We pictured the meek mild creatures where They dwelt in their strawey pen, Nor did it...

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