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THE
MEANING OF LIFE FOR
THERESA You
ask a question little miss. and
I wish to reply But
more than that, Granddaughter dear I
will tell you why Why
the answer that I gave may
seem less than complete But
in truth, I think you'll see the
truth may be a treat. When
I was but a babe in arms my
world was round and pink For
sweet milk was my goal in life and
baths in Mommas' sink. Soon
I crawled around the floor and
found the world to be Of
towering drapes and giant shapes all
bigger than small me. Larger
still, I attended school to
learn the things I must And
there I believed the things I read for
I was told to trust. But
by those many years of school then
packing off to sea I've
grown a bit more weary of stating
what life must be. Now
a man of many years I
am more skeptical I
know that what this world must be is
more than I can tell. So
ask me not the meaning of life as we exist' Suffice
to say, Grandfather dear, you surely will be missed.
~ Robert E Browne ~
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