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The Golden Years
The silver-haired head is a crown of glory,
If it is found in the way of righteousness.
Proverbs 16:31
Life's Golden AutumnBirthdays come and birthdays go,
and with them comes the thought
Of all the happy memories
the passing years have brought.
And looking back across the years
it's a joy to reminisce,
For memory opens wide the door
on a happy day like this.
And with a sweet nostalgia
we longingly recall
The happy days of long ago
that seem the best of all.
But time cannot be halted
in its swift and endless flight,
And age is sure to follow youth
as day comes after night.
But while our steps grow slower
and we grow more tired too,
The soul goes roaring upward
to realms untouched and new.
Helen Steiner Rice
To everything there is a season,
A time for every purpose under heaven..
Ecclesiastes 3:1
Background Music:Where We'll Never Grow Old
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