Monday 16th April

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Flowing down the river of life

Sometimes a gentle, babbling brook

Other days, raging white-water rapids

Must be careful where you look

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Floating along without a thought

A clear, cold mountain spring

Or a muddy river full of weed

Who knows what your life will bring

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Once you’re thrown into the deep

Then it really is sink or swim

Make the most of what you have

Don’t let your light fade or go dim

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Keeping your head above the water

Holding on to precious cargo

That is what it is all about

And always going with the flow

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Love you sweetie

Darling Angel son

xxxxxx