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I prayed to have a neighbor,
A neighbor such as thee.
And if I had some extra time,
I’d come and visit thee.
These times find me so busy,
I’m sure you must be too.
Where is the time to visit,
The way neighbors used to do.
I find myself a running,
Each and every day.
I wish I had a moment,
To hear what you have to say.
If only we could visit,
I wish we had the time.
It would be nice to visit you,
And hear what’s on your mind.
Today’s the day I have the time,
To come and visit thee.
But in the paper I just read,
Your funeral is at three.
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Footnote:
Now is the time to visit…now is the time to say.
Now is the time to be there…before their gone away.
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Time has a way of getting away, filling up with so many things.
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Powerful! And so true…
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True words:-)
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