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Nov 2011
A Good Man

With great potential his road is a twisted one he cast a large shadow made perfect when her shadow
Mixes with his and the shadows of little ones are added this makes the life broad and reaches the zenith
Of human capacity because now it is the highest achievement of human life because a family has been
Created the strength of a man can never know greater heights than when he lifts up through wisdom
And understanding his children and his spouse this will make him a towering giant through bowing is
Your greatest opportunity for growth afforded speaking words of encouragement is sowing seeds in the
Hidden place where tears freely flow from a broken heart of love and care purity of tears will set the
Stage for remarkable results many anxious trying days of fiery trials have found solutions in no other
Way any other action is to foolishly court disaster you were endowed by the creator to have strength
And power but your brain trust is only a true vital working component when you lay pride down in the
Dust of humility and know that two teamed together will give the greatest success you are not complete
Without her assuredness and a quiet calm that in a lot of cases can gather facts assimilate them
Study them in a broad sense it does leave you in awe the lady isn’t just along for the ride she is quiet
Capable of doing the driving it doesn’t hurt either when you look at her in the shade her softness
Highlighted makes you go weak in the knees or she show signs of being tired a wisp of hair hanging
Down on her gentle features and she looks out of sorts her thoughts would be don’t look at me while I’m
In a mess darling don’t you know you just melted my heart at times you work so hard to look just write
But when you look put upon the fragile goodness that lies so deep emerges no man alive can resist that
magic then it’s natural for you to clean up but right in the middle you have hit a giant plateau what is it I
don’t know but you are fresh your hair is wet stop I don’t want to lose my manliness and act silly like
when we first started this magic ride wet hair and your face and for god sake don’t put a towel on that
way that makes you look like we we mamazell French I can’t even come close to matching that certain
something oh I could do a bad impression of Piear or say something stupid like hot dang know this
I know what I got and I don’t want to lose it if you could look into the hearts of good men the world over
They are thinking and saying the same thing
Written by
Hal Loyd Denton  Pana Ill
(Pana Ill)   
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