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A little girl was excited, on one special gift, delighted. With the sweet thought, she slept, hoped for the promise be kept. Early morning, there were gifts, boxes with beautiful lids. From the love of her father, pretty gifts like no other. But the little girl frowned. The missing gift was learned. Her father, she was hoping, had left for a meeting. My friends, the message is clear In love, remember so dear; It is a commitment. Let time be its fulfillment.
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Sep 7, 2011
Sep 7, 2011 at 4:57 AM UTC
The Gift of Time
A little girl was excited, on one special gift, delighted. With the sweet thought, she slept, hoped for the promise be kept. Early morning, there were gifts, boxes with beautiful lids. From the love of her father, pretty gifts like no other. But the little girl frowned. The missing gift was learned. Her father, she was hoping, had left for a meeting. My friends, the message is clear In love, remember so dear; It is a commitment. Let time be its fulfillment.
(c) MMV Abad @ January 9, 2009 'A loving thought is not enough.'
mmv-abad
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Sep 7, 2011
Sep 7, 2011 at 4:57 AM UTC
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