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Children must learn tolerance and compassion from a young age.
Sad Eyes... dedicated to children with physical differences.. Excerpt from Theresa''s childrens book Twelve Tiny Tales. <font color "black" face = "verdana" size2><b><center>
How many little lives can be saved if we didn't turn away...but got involved.... I have a secret admirer
or at least he thinks it's so
I've been given special surprises
pretty things from my head to my toes
I get cute little card... Bill Cosby is 100% correct when he says don''t blame the kids. . . they''ve only been watching what grownups allow in the home.<EM>clr</em>... <center>
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Whenever this day rolls around, I post this - today is no different. i wrote aabout gift sent from my gandchild to my sister-the story has continually unfolded...I hope i can portray here the magic of what has ensued by my granddaughter, Elyssa wanting to be like grandma
I look over my shoulder
and what do I see?
My shadow is looking;
watching over me!
I'm walking with my shadow;
it's following me.
So, everywhere th... I sang so many songs to my children when they were little that I started making up my own. This was one of them. <font color "black" face = "verdana" size2><center><b>
This is dedicated to my precious 8 year old granddaughter Brooke. When I wat... <b>Written 23rd March 2001. ICE ANGEL Photograph Taken By, THERESA JODRAY.
Excerpt From Twelve Tiny Tales...<b>
A van came by with presents today
Just dropped them off then drove away
My foster mom said the presents were mine
I said its not right its not Christm... © 2009, Wanda L. Harrell
Dedicated to my granddaughter, Sophia Rose Stalnaker Inspired by a conversation with a toddler and written off the cuff direct onto the editor here, just to see how practical it was to work that way. Trust was established in that moment......Between two anointed children........
Some of our greatest blessings are those that come unexpectedly. More poetry on childhood themes from my unpublished 1988 book: "CHILDHOOD TO CHILDHOOD.
Looks like I am in order so far if you can read the scan I di... “Sometimes, the ones who have suffered the most understand love the best.”
Lost Souls
Picture this...Autumn with huge piles of leaves...a ladder next to a tree and the boy, Superman, alert and every mindful of the evils in this world...... |
