The Contentment.
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Carefully and slowly he walks
A slip is danger for his own life
The bedridden days that threatens
The bedsores in old age a problem
Careful ways he always lives
In habits and talks he cares
Amusing himself seeing the children
The child plays of father and mother
The memories of past in nicety of ways
We like his walks through the footpaths.
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