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From A Georgia Dream To Love In Tennesse

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From A Georgia Dream To Love In Tennesse

Lips of cherry, full, to show a lovely smile, she; with a tan of golden brown 
Her silk worthy hair, a light shimmering brown, forming around her beautiful face
A face of innocence, without a blemish, and a smile that could turn, old into new 
Eyes of blue, as blue as a hot summer’s sky, casting of sapphire and indigo bright
That I may remember this moment, She; looking as a movie star, but modest, no flaunt
Her legs long, complimented her shape, giving her essence a tantalizing glow. In a tank top, 
bronze shoulders, her long tan arms looked of softness to hold someone close and never do 
harm. Unleashed, three dogs that followed merrily, obediently; Great Dain, a Sheppard mutt, 
and a small brown pup Oh how I wished I could meet her, but what would I say, I thought 
very hard and managed “Are those your dogs?” said I. “Just the Dain” says she. “Are you a 
Dawgs fan?” she sweetly asked. For I sported my Georgia  hat upon my head, and with a 
hardy exclamation, I excitedly said “OH!! man do I love "Them Dawgs. "A fan since I was 
six, in love with the black and red ith the Packer's G  
Then I bubbling with thrill, when she said she was, a Georgia  cheerleader in; 1991 
From 1991 to 1993 she jumped and cheered for an institution dearly loved which don the 
black and red Packer G.“You were?” I said with  I. For it filled me with glee, I turned a bright 
red, but listened "Yes ,I was born in Savanah" and lived there untill UGA. It was nice to meet 
this beautiful woman who was now I guessed 38 Still with a body of an 18 year old lass, 
turning heads, as with a smile she passed. NowI have been married  30 long years to a 
woman that shares my cheers and my fears. I love her with all of my heart and my soul with 
her love in return of her I’ll never feel old. Of my true life companion, my Sheila, my love, 
not a cheerleader is she, but her heart is as pure as new fallen snow. Her Irish beauty shines 
as the dew on the grass, and would not give up my Sheila  for she is one of a kind  from 
God. I still remember our first meeting and surprise upon her face. In a bar I was full, 
dancing and singing when I sat down with her and her friends, She laughed at the dancing 
man and soon a romance began, then came a daughter. We learned and lived with our faults 
and sins and have forgiven and been forgiven and nothing more do we want. For my Sheila 
and I our love has been sanctioned by or sweet Jesus above.

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