Objects without life are often simply thrown away just because they’re old. Not because they aren’t working properly. Make sure this is never us.
Do you ever think of things
That are often thrown away
And life’s difference that they’d bring
If maybe they would stay
The loving care into them was put
And now all because of age
The life and all of worth was took
And the object put to siege
There is a lesson to be learned
As mindless things are worked all through
As they are wrecked and tables turned
Let what was waisted not be you
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