Child by child we build our nation.
Many a boy is the kind of kid his mother tells him not to play with.
Children are poor mens riches.
Saturday, December 23, 2006
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If one were given five minutes' warning before sudden death, five minutes to say what it had all meant to us, every telephone booth would be occupied by people trying to call up other people to stammer that they loved them.
1 comments:
you have such a love for kids, it puts a parent at ease to know their kids are loved!Thank youxxxxxx
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