Love
As I stepped in to my dress today
You told me I was beautiful
For the first time in my life
I believed it.
I love you, my son.
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As I stepped in to my dress today
You told me I was beautiful
For the first time in my life
I believed it.
I love you, my son.
A child's truth is as pure a truth as can be. Tommy
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<Deleted User> (9882)
Mon 28th Jul 2014 20:22
Hi Helen.My daughter(19)really doesn't mind which attire I step in or out of,so long as it has at least one pocket for my purse that she more times than I would like,has a not so little dip into.
awww bless-yeah right!
Good poem.x