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Happy were those days... Now I wonder, Where those days are gone. Happy were those days... Now I wonder, Where those days are gone.
The poem shows the relationship of a husband and a father. The poem shows the relationship of a husband and a father.
The poem describes the roses. The poem describes the roses.
The wet feet trodded the sands, Water dripped from her skirt. The wet feet trodded the sands, Water dripped from her skirt.