The Great Depression
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The Great Depression
Deep sorrow filled the americans heart
Everyone had to do their part
People were trading and selling their things
Raving about what life would bring
Even the little ones felt the pain
Souls did suffer in heat, cold, and rain
Sad to say theat the days filled with grief
In hopes that the Depression sooned would cease
On Sunday was a day of rest, everyone would gather and thank God they
were blessed
Not in ways that we might think, but in everyday living that life did bring
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