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IF I KNEW
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>If I knew it would be the last time
>That I'd see you fall asleep,
>I would tuck you in more tightly
>and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.
>
>If I knew it would be the last time
>that I see you walk out the door,
>I would give you a hug and kiss
>and call you back for one more.
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>If I knew it would be the last time
>I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
>I would video tape each action and word,
>so I could play them back day after day.
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>If I knew it would be the last time,
>I could spare an extra minute
>to stop and say "I love you,"
>instead of assuming you would KNOW I do.
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>If I knew it would be the last time
>I would be there to share your day,
>Well I'm sure you'll have so many more,
>so I can let just this one slip away.
>
>For surely there's always tomorrow
>to make up for an oversight,
>and we always get a second chance
>to make everything just right.
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>There will always be another day
>to say "I love you,"
>And certainly there's another chance
>to say our "Anything I can do?"
>
>But just in case I might be wrong,
>and today is all I get,
>I'd like to say how much I love you
>and I hope we never forget.
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>Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,
>young or old alike,
>And today may be the last chance
>you get to hold your loved one tight.
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>So if you're waiting for tomorrow,
>why not do it today?
>For if tomorrow never comes,
>you'll surely regret the day,
>
>That you didn't take that extra time
>for a smile, a hug, or a kiss
>and you were too busy to grant someone,
>what turned out to be their one last wish.
>
>So hold your loved ones close today,
>and whisper in their ear,
>Tell them how much you love them
>and that you'll always hold them dear
>
>Take time to say "I'm sorry,"
>"Please forgive me," "Thank you," or "It's
okay."
>And if tomorrow never comes,
>you'll have no regrets about today.
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England my
England
Goodbye to my England, So long my old friend
Your days are numbered, being brought to an end
To be Scottish, Irish or Welsh that's fine
But don't say you're English, that's way out of line.
The French and the Germans may call themselves such
So may Norwegians, the Swedes and the Dutch
You can say you are Russian or maybe a Dane
But don't say you're English ever again.
At Broadcasting House the word is taboo
In Brussels it's scrapped, in Parliament too
Even schools are affected. Staff do as they're told
They must not teach children about England of old.
Writers like Shakespeare, Milton and Shaw
The pupils don't learn about them anymore
How about Agincourt, Hastings , Arnhem or Mons ?
When England lost hosts of her very brave sons.
We are not Europeans, how can we be?
Europe is miles away, over the sea
We're the English from England, let's all be proud
Stand up and be counted - Shout it out loud!
Let's tell our Government and Brussels too
We're proud of our heritage and the Red, White and Blue
Fly the flag of Saint George or the Union Jack
Let the world know - WE
WANT OUR ENGLAND BACK !!!!
THIS POEM WAS SENT TO ME BY ERIC BONNER
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