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[sid] => 85187
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => ME by larry lile
[time] => 2005-02-21 16:37:19
[hometext] => The Sabbath was made for man, and give thanks for everything
[bodytext] => Its been six long days, since I've been to my church. All of those days, I've been so hard at work. But now it's time to enjoy a day , that God has made for me. When Sunday rolls, around, I, get to be me. Sunday moring, the kids are wanting a coin. To put in the plate, an offering all of their on. I get to, set up there, with her next to me. That good looking woman, That God made just for me. Late this afternoon, when the kids are taking their naps The wife and I, will slip off to the back. We will teach each other some facts, about the birds and the bees. I can't help but fell lucky that, I , get to be me Sunday lunch, is a dog on a bun. Chili from a can, but didn't we have fun. Watching Hank Parker catch fish, there on our TV. When vacation rolls around, Lord let it be me. Sunday afternoon, and the kids are taking their nap. The wife and I, have slipped off to the back. We are teaching each other some facts, about the birds and the bees. I can't help but feel lucky, that, I, get to be me. Sunday night, and we are here, all along. My wife and my kids, are safe, here in our home. Thats when I fall down there, on my bent knees. And thank God above, for the blessing, he's gave to me. Yes I thank God above, for this day, that he made For ME!! [comments] => 3 [counter] => 266 [topic] => 11 [informant] => potlicker [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => ChristianPoetry )
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