Live well dear friends
In all you do,
Tho’ paths be old
Or paths be new,
But to yoursel
Be ever true,
Live well!
Laugh often friends
Tho’ passing years,
Bring, sometimes, smile
And, sometimes, tears,
For mirth forever
Warms and cheers
Laugh often!
Love much dear friends
For love will bring
The healing joy
And hope of Spring,
Where pain and fear may never dwell
Nor anguish touch…
And so live well,
Laugh often too,
And more, dear friends,
Love much!
By John Mcleod
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