Father and I waved goodbye As we went to look Uncle Peter was writing a book And his mama was starting to cook and she's ageing We had come in search of one Who evades us all Never heeds the call If only someone could stall this ageing So I'll go and hope and know That my time is near Laughing through the years Having only fears of ageing |
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