 |
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Now at Fifty |
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Youth hood |
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was uneasy |
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Growing up |
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was scary |
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Even though it |
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looked
cool |
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To be a teenager; |
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not a fool |
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Wasn’t sure I’d |
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make it to twenty |
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But I did, got married, |
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had
a baby |
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Along came thirty, |
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second child |
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Got a divorce, |
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sure wanted to go wild |
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Being a mom |
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is a hard job, |
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single is harder |
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Firsts
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for both kids |
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made things |
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a
bit better |
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Married again |
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and then |
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it was age forty |
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Stroking out, |
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severe anemia, |
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not healthy |
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Neared death; |
 frightening times, |
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divorce |
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Again single; |
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but life |
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hasn’t really |
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got
worse |
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Kids growing up, |
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graduating,
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working,
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college |
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Whoa,
|
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now at fifty, |
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lots have filled |
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in
this montage! |
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Ok, |
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me,
myself, and I, |
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let’s
focus |
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on the now |
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We’ve made it |
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to this era; |
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too late |
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to ask how! |
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I thank my |
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Creator,
Jehovah |
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for this life |
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he gave me |
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Perhaps |
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I’ll
live |
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to one hundred; |
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just have to |
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wait
and see |
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©Copyright |
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14 November 2009 |
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MahTame |
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Hey-Gyah Ahm-Boy-Taw ~until we meet again or |
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Kiowa Nation |
