We mixed colors from childhood
with gentle tones that came with time
gave birth to a generation
that became the pride of our prime
Those were days of joys un-ending
you think we won't see anymore
'Cause where we find ourselves these days
we have never been to before
Each place in life brings adventure
meant to try us all of our days
To test resolve and resilience
that we apply to each new phase
We will always have a purpose
as now I am called Papa Tate
To tell you the truth I love it
being a grandfather is great
Tate
Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 3:01 PM UTC
We mixed colors from childhood
with gentle tones that came with time
gave birth to a generation
that became the pride of our prime
Those were days of joys un-ending
you think we won't see anymore
'Cause where we find ourselves these days
we have never been to before
Each place in life brings adventure
meant to try us all of our days
To test resolve and resilience
that we apply to each new phase
We will always have a purpose
as now I am called Papa Tate
To tell you the truth I love it
being a grandfather is great
Tate
The days of life may dim at times and new things always feel unsafe and insecure. But what we fear is infirmity. However Life is only good as long as it is changing and growing. Like the seasons we come and go and face the end like any man. So it is that when the time comes I'll conform to the masters plan
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