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Meg's Poems
Another Year gone by;
Another Year
Slides from the unseen future
To the past.
A little have we gained;
A little lost.
The balance tips a little more to Age
And less to Youth.
A part of what we gained
We owe to you.
Our thanks we give you, and we
wish you joy
This Christmas and throughout the
year to come.
Meg Rugg-Easey 1968
