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Good and Bad
Rain on the cotton
It’s what made my Grandad
Nice straight rows
Is all he had
Summers were hot
winters were not
Spring and fall, between the good and bad
My Grandma believed
In the golden rule
She lived her life
For a one room school
Summers were a vacation
winters were a education
Spring and fall, between the good and bad
Between the good and bad
It’s wasn’t the material things they had
They found happiness
Between the good and bad
It’s what made my Grandad
Nice straight rows
Is all he had
Summers were hot
winters were not
Spring and fall, between the good and bad
My Grandma believed
In the golden rule
She lived her life
For a one room school
Summers were a vacation
winters were a education
Spring and fall, between the good and bad
Between the good and bad
It’s wasn’t the material things they had
They found happiness
Between the good and bad
Published 9th Jul 2022
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