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As I observe my Grandbaby girl, she is never without love. Her Father is a Minister, he received his love from God above. My youngest son cherish his love, for his precious little girl. He treats her with such kindness, cherishing her like a pearl. He receive such enthusiasm, when he sees her smile. She walks up and down his belly, as if she's racing for a mile. There is nothing like a love to have, for your precious one. After entertaining her all day, this Father's day is done. By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing
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Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 10:09 PM UTC
A FATHER'S LOVE FOR HIS DAUGHTER
As I observe my Grandbaby girl, she is never without love. Her Father is a Minister, he received his love from God above. My youngest son cherish his love, for his precious little girl. He treats her with such kindness, cherishing her like a pearl. He receive such enthusiasm, when he sees her smile. She walks up and down his belly, as if she's racing for a mile. There is nothing like a love to have, for your precious one. After entertaining her all day, this Father's day is done. By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing
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Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 10:09 PM UTC
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