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Connie Hopkins Jul 2021
I have lost my mind
with all these piles
where did it land?
how with all these
piles will I find it?
I will say it bounced
then I will pounce on it
or it will roll
then I will use the
hole in my head
and just let it roll right on in.

                          Connie Hopkins
Connie Hopkins Jun 2021
People say this
People say that
People do this
People do that
They try to predict
what's under my hat
They will never guess that
Be it good or bad
Only God and I know
So don't try to guess
It makes you look less

Connie Hopkins
Connie Hopkins Jun 2021
Love is like an onion
you taste it with delight
and then later on
you wonder
whatever made you bite

By Unkown
I do not know who wrote this but it has been around as long as I can remember. Just thought it was cute wanted to pass it on.
Connie Hopkins May 2021
What do you get
When you mix
An Oak Tree
And a house?
Give up?
A **** mess
that's what!

                           By Connie Hopkins
We are still fixing and cleaning. It has nearly been a year now, and it will never be the same again.
Connie Hopkins May 2021
With this string
I do tie
your world
to mine
With this ring
I promise you
will be mine
With this ring
I engage
your world
to mine
With this ring
I am marrying you
With my heart
I will always love you.
                     By Connie Hopkins
I Wrote this to my husband for our 48th anniversary. May 25, 1973
  May 2021 Connie Hopkins
aldo kraas
Lots of things
Are still left undone in my life
I still need to make more friends
I still have not enough friends
I still want more friends in my life
Slowly every day I making more
New friends
And they want my friendship
Also they had accept me the way I am
My new friends gets along with me
Just fine
Also my new friends have some respect
For me
They respect my religion and race
I also respect my friends religion
And race
My friends are very religious
And they pray to my father
Every single night
And my father answer there prayers
Every single night
Connie Hopkins May 2021
Well, well, well, I would hear my grandson say
That was the first thing I would hear, each and every day
With his big blue eyes looking into mine
I just smiled and listened as if I were hearing
It for the very first time.
                                                                ­                                                    
By Connie Hopkins
Jackson James Ferrell is his name he is 9 yrs old and what a sweet little clown he is too.
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