Worries

Take yesterday's worries and sort them all out
And you'll wonder whatever you worried about.
Look back, at the cares that once furrowed your brow,
I fancy you'll smile at most of them now.
They seemed terrible then, but they really were not,
For once out of the woods, all the fears are forgot.

Take yesterday's worries and sort them all out
And you'll wonder whatever you worried about.
Look back, at the cares that once furrowed your brow,
I fancy you'll smile at most of them now.
They seemed terrible then, but they really were not,
For once out of the woods, all the fears are forgot.
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