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Nov 2016
In days and times of younger years,
   I felt I'd never fall;
I couldn't lose no matter what
  if I'd just give my all.

I lived my life so focused on
  both riches and my fame;
I tried so hard to do my best,
   just hiding all the pain.

I dreamed not huge, but massive dreams,
   in life I had a plan;
To take this world by storm myself,
   to be a wealthy man!

It's my own fault, the way I lived,
   it comes as no suprise;
I worked so hard both night and day,
   my loved ones paid the price!

I never spent, not near enough,
   each moment oh so dear;
Those precious times, the little ones,
   that draw a family near.

Now've made a pact to focus on
  these finer things in life;
To be the dad I should've been,
   to turn my wrongs to rights.

To hug and hold, to love each day,
   to make up for lost time;
To NEVER let them go again,
   to walk a different line!!
Kenny Whiting
Written by
Kenny Whiting  Battle Creek, Mi
(Battle Creek, Mi)   
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   ---, CapsLock and Doug Potter
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