A little out of way
going out to help anyway
went to the homes far away
intending to comfort the inmates in a way
taking their hands in a sway
holding them in gay
telling them in a say
that I love them all the way
I do come to them not for pay
but to pass on the radiant ray
never to let them in the fray
but to provide them all that I may
as I
could do day after day.
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