Therefore I will give thanks to You, O LORD, among the Gentiles, And sing praises to Your name. 2 Sam. 22:50
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Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Cutie of the Day - my son!
Therefore I will give thanks to You, O LORD, among the Gentiles, And sing praises to Your name. 2 Sam. 22:50
Have a wonderful Day!
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Cutie of the day
I love this picture! These boys look so happy and satisfied, even though they have so little. Many children in the rich countries do not enjoy their childhood like this. Makes me remember my own childhood, it was so beautiful and carefree.
Alwasys remember where you come from and be proud of it!
Love xoxox
Mana
Friday, August 17, 2012
Cutie of the Day +Poem
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| Foto: African Voices |
The Children of Yesterday
The children of today
Are the children of yesterday,
And the children of yesterday
Will become the children of today.
What will we have to look forward to?
A cycle of duplication, a voice of
Emancipation, or will the cycle
Lead us back to yesterday and
One would ask, where have we been.
Are the children of yesterday,
And the children of yesterday
Will become the children of today.
What will we have to look forward to?
A cycle of duplication, a voice of
Emancipation, or will the cycle
Lead us back to yesterday and
One would ask, where have we been.
Randel Horton
poem: www.poemhunter.com
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Cutie of the Day
My Childhood
My childhood was fun,
tough and exciting.
My childhood was one
where there wasn't much fighting.
This was my childhood.
My childhood was filled
with family and friends.
My childhood was filled
with love that tied up loose ends.
This was my childhood.
My childhood came
with a grandmother that cared.
When she left me
I remembered all the times we shared.
This was my childhood.
My childhood was filled
with classwork and homework.
My childhood was filled
with parents who hated work.
This was my childhood.
My childhood was filled
with fun in the hood,
and food that tasted like Campbell's,
'Umm Umm Good! '
This was my childhood.
My childhood was filled
with tricycles and bicycles.
My childhood was filled
with popsicles and Dill pickles.
This was my childhood.
My childhood was filled
with lots of happy holidays.
Holidays that aren't
just the same nowadays.
This was my childhood.
Now my childhood
has become nothing but memories,
But all the good times
will live on within me.
This was my childhood.
tough and exciting.
My childhood was one
where there wasn't much fighting.
This was my childhood.
My childhood was filled
with family and friends.
My childhood was filled
with love that tied up loose ends.
This was my childhood.
My childhood came
with a grandmother that cared.
When she left me
I remembered all the times we shared.
This was my childhood.
My childhood was filled
with classwork and homework.
My childhood was filled
with parents who hated work.
This was my childhood.
My childhood was filled
with fun in the hood,
and food that tasted like Campbell's,
'Umm Umm Good! '
This was my childhood.
My childhood was filled
with tricycles and bicycles.
My childhood was filled
with popsicles and Dill pickles.
This was my childhood.
My childhood was filled
with lots of happy holidays.
Holidays that aren't
just the same nowadays.
This was my childhood.
Now my childhood
has become nothing but memories,
But all the good times
will live on within me.
This was my childhood.
Kiera R Lewis
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