Time is not measured
by the years that you live
But by the deeds that you do and the joy that you give –
...And each day as it comes
brings a chance to each one
To love to the fullest,
leaving nothing undone
That would brighten the life
or lighten the load
Of some weary traveler
lost on life’s road
So what does it matter
how long we may live
If as long as we live
we unselfishly give.
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