Entries from September 2002 ↓

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In All Things Give Thanks

As I was walking down the street, Wearing my pretty Sunday dress… A flock of birds flew overhead Where they relieved their pent-up stress. I stood there in my dirty dress And looked up into God’s blue sky I breathed a silent prayer of thanks That herds of elephants can’t fly!

True Love

You think I love you just because Your Daddy gave you all that money? I would love you just as much No matter where you got it, Honey!