forty-five years ago I worked here
amid the hustle and bustle of the world's
largest seed company and none of us knew
how much fun it would be
to be young and green and alive forever
and twenty-five years ago I played softball
here with the kids but we didn't know
it's what life's all about
and we thought it would never end
when the girls were young and their life
was a game
and fifteen years ago I went fishing here
with my dad and we knew it was almost over
and so it was, and so it is
and this year, this year is like all of the same
so lonely and alone and all alone with the memories
of how wondrous and grand it all must have been
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