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Apr 23, 2008
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The Little Things
The joys of life can be felt
As precious life grows
Within my womb
The joys of life can be felt
In his arms 20 years later
Still feels just like the first
The joys of life can be felt
When I hold my first grand
In my bosom
— Barbara Writes, Apr 23, 2008
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Critiques
Candlewitch
18 years 1 month ago
The true meaning of joy.
DarkinAZ
18 years 1 month ago
simple,
Barbara Writes
18 years 1 month ago
Laugh out loud at that
DarkinAZ
18 years 1 month ago
I knew that,
Barbara Writes
18 years 1 month ago
Thanks Mark
themoonman
18 years 1 month ago
Hi Barbara..
Barbara Writes
18 years 1 month ago
Thanks Richard