Without proclaiming announcements. No chance to hold on tight and brace yourself for what has come around to knock a person down. We reap as we sow. Maybe a greed filled and dishonest person will live to be a hundred and we ask where is the justice? But those years will not know true friends, the rewards of integrity and appreciation. Hollow years with nobody to mourn their passing......well penned Lawrence!
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Without proclaiming announcements. No chance to hold on tight and brace yourself for what has come around to knock a person down. We reap as we sow. Maybe a greed filled and dishonest person will live to be a hundred and we ask where is the justice? But those years will not know true friends, the rewards of integrity and appreciation. Hollow years with nobody to mourn their passing......well penned Lawrence!