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Aug 2016
So innocent.
So sweet.
A child.
One precious sweet thing.

But from news reports you think many parents doesn't get it.

Many don't understand this precious gift gifted to them.

Not if..
They left home alone.
In withering heat of cars.
If they must assault and abuse them.
When all they got to do is love and raise them.

Guide them.
Mold them.
Uplift them to be a better person.

Oh, a child.

They teaches you patience.
Teaches you love.
But then they should be loved before they ever born.

What God plants within your life?
It's a test to see if you do right.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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