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Jan 2016
As the sun goes down and the moon comes up, I prepare my night by laying my son down to bed.
                                               Watching him, Staring at him oh god what a wonderful gift you have given me. He makes me mad when he becomes a rebels, he cheers me up with a simple tickle, he makes me smile when things seem  bad  he makes me look forward for the next day

Oh god what a perfect gift
His laugh makes me laugh silly
His jokes are more funnier than mine He makes me whole everyday no matter how hard life can be My son makes me the person I am today thank you lord for my wonderful gift.
Never think life is over when you know you living for that one special person
sherry anne dearlove
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sherry anne dearlove  cape town south africa
(cape town south africa)   
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