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What We Have
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They talk about it
From friends of friends
Even relatives have tales
Seems everyone but us
Why does it miss us?
We never have it
Always seems to pass us by
Like we are not special
We have something too
Spouses that care
And support us at all times
Even with our new friendship
We have more than most
It makes us rich
You have family memories
And I have what I need
Maybe it�s just rare
A gem so fine
That we can find just these things
Others just pass on by
It�s still good to know
In a world cold
That people like you and I
Find treasures just like these
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© 2002 by Jim Ward. All rights reserved
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