Reminds me of my Grandma. Bless her soul. I am to the point that I use my cane, everyday now and everywhere I go!
This poem is dedicated to my Grandma. Her name was Johnnie Mae Kubela Henry. She passed away on June 21st, 2003. I miss her so.
I have this cane, you see. My Grandma bought it, just for me! It has four mini-legs and is quite stable; At least I can still go a few places, and am still body-abled!
Re-Release! No longer back-listed. Return to the Olde Ways. The hustle and bustle of modern day life has brought many of us to a quick fix attitude.This book is for those of you who are fed up; have looked at your life and your loved ones and realize
Re-Release! No longer back-listed. Return to the Olde Ways. The hustle and bustle of modern day life has brought many of us to a quick fix attitude.This book is for those of you who are fed up; have looked at your life and your loved ones and realize
Re-Release! No longer back-listed. Return to the Olde Ways. The hustle and bustle of modern day life has brought many of us to a quick fix attitude.This book is for those of you who are fed up; have looked at your life and your loved ones and realize
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