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A childhood summer: I remember my summer days too, thanks for the memory, although in a different part of the country to you. Thanks again
Thanks Julie, glad you like it! x
I loved your poem, In my life you will always be there. It made my heart feel alot. ThankYou. Keep up the encouraging words of grace.
A sad young boy on Christmas Eve, Kneels down by the well lit tree.He looks down at the presents, Wrapped up so perfectly.In his hand's a picture, That's cherished by the lad, He looks at it with tearful eyes, His picture of his Dad.