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The lathe of Time spins swiftly on And none its speed can stay. The old year’s gone beyond recall, A new one’s born today. And so we now bid vou goodbye Old Nineteen Fifty Two, And with high hopes within our hearts, With faith we greet the new. We know not what the new year holds Or what its fruits may be, But let’s all hope for happiness In N in teen Fifty Three. Years are formed in the womb of Time As fast our earth spins on; Each one in life a milestone is Until our lives are gone. So when a new year comes to us From Him who rules our earth, Let’s greet it with a smiling face And thank Him for its birth. To each and every one of you Wherever you may be, 1 wish you joy and happiness In Nineteen Fifty Three. Hopefully yours, L. I). Whitaker
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