Cute Baby

I have always had very thick hair ever since I was a child, my mom said I was a cute baby and she always loved my hair, she combed it neatly down around my head and trimmed it a little when ever she needed to, enjoying the touch of it.

by Marg

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Call that Love

What is love without a family. A family is what you treasure not what you bury. So let's give a cheer to our family and call that love. Friends will come and go but family will always be there. Now I ask you again what is love really all about. Love is like the wind when it's blows. Two love birds together as the wind blows . So does the love birds. So high that the eye can see. Love is what you put into it not what you make of it.

done by Donnalee

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A Mothers love.

A mothers love, never stops growing, for her child.
Whose love or lost? By trying to make ends meet,
Not knowing how her child feels, living on the streets

A mothers love, is sometimes hard to understand?
When you reach so hard just to hold her hand.
So reach her and love your mothers
And respect hat she’s been there too,
So when she sees her child suffer,
She feels there is nothing she can do,
So
Love your mother’s love because she loves you.
Respect mother’s love.

By Wanda E.