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My First Born Son.
My first born son, my bonnie lad,
I know sometimes that life is bad
But live each day for all your worth.
Time is short here on this earth.
Count your blessings by the score
You will find you don`t need more.
All the love that you have found
Makes you glad to be around.
In the end I think you`ll see
Love is why it`s good to be.
Live your life right to the full
Every day is like a school.
Where we all learn through joy and pain
That love is all there is my wean.
So have a happy day today
Soon it will just fly away.
Then tomorrow will be here
Before you blink it is next year.
Count those blessings one by one
Love you so much, my eldest son.
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