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Oct 2012
The seed had been planted long ago.  The words had been prophesied to give life.  
I'm making deliveries, although I'm not a midwife.

These words are a key to unlock the invisible bars for those who have lost their voice......due to a bad choice.

He observed her movements, like a lion that stalks its prey.
She found him to be quite handsome when he spoke to her that day.

She had been praying the her loneliness would soon come to an end.  The third wheel activities needed to come to an end.

He wasn't a big time star....just a regular dude.  His mother instilled manners ....so he made it a point not to be rude......
He was well aware of the female's who thought that men only wanted to see them ****.

Although, he had to admit there was some truth to this myth.  There was something about this woman ......that had him in awe.

She was a Michelangelo type woman.....rare and precious.  He didn't have any crafty lines....so he didn't know how to catch this.

Opportunity that he knew would only come once.  He had read about the Proverbs 31 woman and wondered if she could be.
The addition to eventually make three.

How did he jump so far along in his thoughts?
Just married a woman and had a family......

All this from watching a beautiful woman walk down the street.
Hopefully....one day he will muster up the courage eventually to speak.

The seed has been planted.....
TheTeacher
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TheTeacher  Philadelphia..Pa
(Philadelphia..Pa)   
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