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Free Cee She Should Receive Prayers For All of Us

THIS IS THE ONLY WAY I KNOW HOW TO PRAY it is for the little ones i cry the one's whose illness no dr. can deny i look at them with hopefulness in their eyes and realize i have pain but i am not youthful and as wise i hear about the child who lies in a hospital bed surrounded by daisies of yellow and roses of red it's a hospital room they now call their home their walls are lined with get well cards usualy with words to a poem these children hold my heart in their hand and try to teach an older man to understand they try to convince me that whatever will be will be but i can't tolerate the young one's agony i exponentially become maddened when the disease toys with them day to day a few try to calm me down but it's difficult to handle it their way i know this one young girl whose disease comes and goes and so i pray she has many more highs than she does lows (c) copy write 2012...PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~

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Date: 7/24/2012 7:14:00 PM
You have a compassionate heart, Jeffrey. Nice work. Love, Kim
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Date: 7/24/2012 6:21:00 PM
You say what you mean and mean what you say....best to you..Brenda Atry
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Date: 7/24/2012 4:19:00 PM
A terrible, heart-wrenching, situation well expressed... so sad... Terry (but very nice poem)
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