Life

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It goes by so fast;

You're four years old

playing with your dolls,

Then eight

jumping rope with your friends,

Next you're eleven

first day of junior high,

After you're sixteen

driving your very own car,

Later you're twenty

getting your own house and starting college,

Twenty-seven

you're saying "I do" to the one you love,

Thirty-one

your little angel is starting school,

Forty-five

you hit a crisis,

Fifty-eight

you go into retirement;

You sit back and watch the years roll by,

But if you blink once,

just once,

you could miss it all.

Don't waste your life,

you only get one,

and it's gone before you know it.

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