95 One more hour
By magicdarer
Thu, 27 Dec 2012
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The hour that can't be bought
It's a choice
A dying father
A loving son
The hour that you did not know
Would be the last
Life changed forever
Relationship redefined
A loved creature
No more petted by your hands
Hours spent in nurture growth
And then a short death
To love is to live
To desire is to live
Misery is a part
Sadness is a scene
Let us embrace life
While we are alive
Rest when tired
Or work our ruddy socks off
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