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Remember the Smiles

Years have passed, and much has changed;
People and stores are rearranged.
Yet work goes on, remaining much the same,
Though in a different place, under a different name.

One by one, our comrades have fallen,
And now for me the reaper is callin'.
My time among the brethren is at an end,
The road of life has taken a bend.

It is with mingled relief and regret I depart,
As I look ahead to a brand new start.
Yet I will remember the miles we walked these aisles,
And forget the headaches, but remember the smiles.

(written shortly after I retired from retail. Over 35 years in grocery stores, then another 10 as sales rep for Nabisco)

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Remember the Smiles