Simple Godly Living
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Every day I say to you, Because I know the things you do, And though I like to sit and whine, The thought you put into your work, And though Mother's Day is kind of far, I love you mom, so very much This is a poem written for me today by my daughter after lunch. Yesterday I almost broke her nose when I kicked her in the face while she was attempting to grab my foot to tickle it. It was a complete reflex as I am VERY ticklish. She had blood gushing all over. It was a horrible mess and I felt terrible. She told me she didn't blame me though. She said she knew what she was getting herself into. Ugg! I still feel bad...
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