Their love comes from their heart,
And their wrinkles, a work of art,
Their hair so light and thin,
Their blurry vision from their eyes,
But their words so clear and wise,
There is a lesson to be taught,
Who will teach?
The ones who fought, they're the love that helped you survive,
Thank God for every year they're alive.
Lennay Mc
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