(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

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A Genuine Gift

Seeing a child, sitting with her family, hearing her mom singing karoke.
Looking around, catching my eye with a genuine pride and smiling.
As her Mom sings a song so beautifully and perfectly in time.
Someone for a little child to look up to in life.
A genuine gift to leave, more important than money or wealth.

Submitted: Monday, February 25, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, February 26, 2013


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