I'll never see this day again,
the seconds or the hours;
Now's the time to take the time
to stop and smell the flowers.
Today's the day to give that smile
and happiness away
that you were saving for a friend
some rainy, gloomy day.
This day is golden, priceless;
God made this day for you.
The deed you do for someone else
may just come back to you.
So touch a heart, hold a hand,
call that lonely friend;
Don't postpone the love you have-
this day won't come again.
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