Golden Moments and Lost Opportunities You Know Who You Are AT MOMMA'S SIDE FATHER'S VISIT

How many times have we held You lied, cheated IT IS A SPECIAL TIME HE'S WAITED ALL DAY

A precious moment and did not comprehend and eventually, WHEN I ABIDE FOR YOU TO ARRIVE

That this golden speck of time disgusted me THE TIME HE HAS HAD WITH

would surely one day end with your thoughtless actions. THE TIME I SPENT IS KEEPING HIM ALIVE How wrong I was AT MOMMA'S SIDE

How many times have we not seized to see a i HE'S DRESSED IN HIS FINE

only a careless boy exists TIME WHEN CARES JUST FOR YOU without thought FT OUTSIDE HE'S SHAVED AND POLISHE Feeling HE'S BEEN READY SINCE T or love THE TIME PSPENT For anyone but himself. iE HIS DAYS WERE ONCED FILI How could I once feel pride WITH LIFE'S HECTIC GAME around you WHEN ALL MY FEARS TO PLEASE YOU NOW

How could I ever have cried MUST RUN AND HIDE IS HIS ONLY AIM ) \ over you

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A precious moment,we didn't take the time To say or do the fitting thing That's really on our mind

The only mistake that's ever made Is when we do not act

We never regret actions take recall and it will prove a fact

So if in our relationship 5 Pil never know THE TIME ¥SPENT THE GIFT HE SELECTED I sometimes seem a little touched but certainly 'S SIDE FOR THIS SPECIAL DAY Please forgive me for it's just never will again. WAS PLANNED AND DONE A golden moment or near-lost opportunity | ___-AP TIMES WHEN TROUBLES IN HIS VERY OWN WAY I've clutched ARE TOO BIG TO HIDE -July 1994, charlottetown, P. Making Family First HE IS OLD BUT HE IS WIS! By Albert M. Ferris THERE AT HER SIDE AND SOMETIMES A BOTHER CA. M. Econ When young, success AN CONFIDE BUT REMEMBER SON

was what I craved YOU HAVE BUT ONE FATHER

ia IN THE TIME I SP --JUNE 1994, WARSAW, POLAND N I worked and worked AT MOMMA'S SIDE pe ALBERT M. FERRIS “Nand triedto save __ a Econ ery, THE SOLUTIONS TO THEM ALL \ Family, friends, it mattered not JUST SEEM TO GLIDE ri For success was what I sought ‘i

WHEN SEATED THERE Hard work and sacrifice brought fame AT MOMMA'S SIDE For me it was all a game --MAY 1994, WARSAW POLAND °-' BY ALBERT M. FHRRIS No happiness for me I found CA,M\Econ For to my work I was bound Now time and work have robbed me blind REALITY My health and comfort where to find \ Is that a wrinkle I see In the mirror today, . ‘ THE ig We are here for just one reason And is that hair getting eee Ne th ve sd 4 Serving Him in every season Just a little bit gray? He st ited = Making family first will serve us best Have those bones And answered with a

For God will see to all the rest Been aching a little more, --May, 1994, Warsaw Poland And is that a wince By Albert M. Ferris, When someone slams a door?

My budget doesn’t leave me !

CA M. Econ sta de | Does your patience these days 0 Tyee Pat aay Zo Ps Seem to run on low, IS IT YOU? you seem to take longer He looked eyed ae the: hook! ' You! To get up and go? is feet in tatte You think I’m writing about you? I have myself no on Are you that vain? Are you tired out easily, My home is a cardboard Or is it that you feel left out? Long before bed, ae | ie That you want it to be you? And has getting back up Yet deep inside I know! a I’m sorry: Become something you dread? Am wealthyer than ! Tee ae ent See ee ee oe But I just can’t oblige. a : I have my health/and spit Reaches deep into my heart. You do nocesien ‘They way ar et And for 1608 Phabe seine

Calling.

as Not in my secret world. As old as you feel,

Guim eee Oh, there are people there all right, So I guess a ignore Then be he walked a 6 And still. But they are not you. All those things as unreal. s bags bum i It Gated There are similarities. And as his ai dav ned Sy

I cannot ignore that feeling Sometimes they even remind me of you. But it gets harder each day le stum! ut did n The desire for more, ee When I stay up till two. ¥ eciaclinieel AA ac fetethol Thee Tchad want. It makes me feel at home. Then I feel much older, e nd oe If only I could turn back ines > ce How about you? oo. And make it different. ROP ame ~-By Alice L. Gallant wien 2 - ro - te § If only... You are somewhere else, ie o

—By Alice L. Gallant \_ Ee ee)

‘October 4°1994