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Never take life for granted whatever comes your way. Just grasp it in both hands and enjoy it every day.
Sometimes sorrow comes your way blocking out the light, That's the time to pray and to know you'll win the fight.
Life is but a journey through mountains, hills and vales. We cannot have the sunshine if we have no rain and gales.
So enjoy each precious moment, and always give your best Remember keep faith in God then you'll be truly blessed.
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I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden daffodils, Beside the lake, beneath the trees Fluttering and dancing in the breeze
Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of the bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves behind them danced, but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:-- A poet could not but be gay In such a jocund company. I gazed--and gazed--but little thought what wealth the show to me had brought;
For oft when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils.
