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Aug. 11, 2005 - Poem |
While surfing the net I came accross this Poem. How true it sounds; brought tears to my eyes.
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Poem Title: My Son 
I remember when you were a little boy All those toys strewn on my floor I remember when you would go out to play and bring to me those bugs for display I remember when you fell and scraped your knee you always cried for me to come and see I remember when you started grade one I kept back the tears that day my son I remember the times we would share a good book and the times I tried to teach you how to cook Those were the days in which I do treasure you're all grown up now but my little boy forever
©2002 Deanne Lavergne
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