One Day More
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Darwin Henry Beuning
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When you are a young adult,
You work All day,
And you dance All night.
Then mid-age,
And the hair starts turning gray.
Still working hard,
Enjoying each day.
The highs and lows of life,
You endure.
Then retirement,
The Golden Years so they say.
Still we strive,
For one day more.
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