Days Of Our Years
By John Frederick Nims
It’s brief and bright, dear children; bright and brief.
Delight’s the lightning; the long thunder’s grief.
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It’s brief and bright, dear children; bright and brief.
Delight’s the lightning; the long thunder’s grief.
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