LORD! HOW CAN YOU NOT JUST 'LOVE' THE HUMILITY OF OUR CHILDREN? AND OUR CHILDREN, WILL BE OUR CHILDREN...FOREVER! REMINDS ME OF, YOU KNOW...'HIM' AND US. I'M KEEPING THIS, JANE, THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
How Bad I Feel For My Mother As What My 3 Brothers
Did Used Her Still There's No Love Lost,i.e. I Stop My Bastard
Daddy (Punched His Face/Nose Out)From Beating Her Death And
End Up Black Sheep Who Broke Up Family...
Is this autobiographical, Jane? I taught from sixth grade to first year of college, but I don't have any ruggers of my own. I do have a godson who just got married.
That's the way with kids. Up and down, in and out. They are all over the place with their affections. Detachment is the key. Remember that poem of mine.
Welcome!
The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
Beautif
Welcome!
The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
Beautif
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For both parents.
How Bad I Feel For My Mother As What My 3 Brothers
Did Used Her Still There's No Love Lost,i.e. I Stop My Bastard
Daddy (Punched His Face/Nose Out)From Beating Her Death And
End Up Black Sheep Who Broke Up Family...
Sad Maybe Your Momma Was Right!?
TRASK...
Ron
Dave