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May 2016
It's another day
The minutes tick away
You sit and knit
I sit and sketch
A flower
In a vase
On the table.

We are but two
Doing what we do
There are very many
Doing too.

It' s another day
The minutes tick away
You nurse the baby
I sing a song
About us
In a day
Passing time away.
Tom Blake
Written by
Tom Blake  Scotland
(Scotland)   
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