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[title] => STORYBOOK CHILDREN
[time] => 2012-02-28 04:06:24
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[bodytext] => I guess I became what I was meant to be. My daddy loved my momma And treated her like his queen. He showed me how to love The woman who became my dream. And taught me how to be A good ole boy like me. Outside my window standing tall Was a live oak tree. I would open my windows just To listen to the breeze, in the leaves. The honeysuckle and gardenias Would perfume the air, I was a storybook child With my siblings there. Some of my friends weren’t so blessed But are good ole boys like me. If the world opened windows To let in some fresh cool breeze Under Live Oak trees. They would learn how to love Their sweet soul mate, Wouldn’t that be oh so great! Then storybook children Would abound. And peace and love Would only be found. If husbands loved wives The way they should All the children alive Would only see good. It starts in the home For a storybook child like me. Just a good ole boy who loves Life, friends and family! [comments] => 1 [counter] => 88 [topic] => 21 [informant] => robert_edgar_burns [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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