'Prodigal Son' Poem by Linda Winchell

'Prodigal Son'

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So you think you are the Prodigal son?
Well you have a lot yet to learn!
How to treat others of your family
and how these gifts, you learn are earned.

Nothing will be handed to you
you need to prove you've earned each and every one!
For this is the only way my boy!
you'll become my Prodigal son!

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Business Hippie 26 November 2008

I learnt that lesson myself awhile back, I think. One of those life lesson's that no one can teach you. *******************SPAM********************************** Cheeky London poet seeks comments and opinions (good or bad) *******************SPAM**********************************

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James Mclain 26 November 2008

Sounds like a wonderfull situation.....

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Linda Winchell

Linda Winchell

Chicago Illinois
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