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My Gift

My Gift There is no one who can touch my life like my child. To others you might be different but to me you are just special. God has brought you in my life for a reason and each day I know why. I see you as a precious gift from the heavens,teaching me how to love,share and to be patient more. I thank you for being in my life my child you do something different everyday to make me laugh,laughter that you only can offer me I will always treasure each moment with you,my special child By: Glendine Martin © 2009 Glendine Martin. All Rights Reserved

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Glendine Martin

Date: 5/1/2010 5:46:00 PM

(smile) .. I don't have a child. People that read my work think that I have one . It's flattering though :)

Glendine Martin

Date: 5/1/2010 5:16:00 PM

Thanks for those kinds words Raquel ...

Raquel Rezendes

Date: 4/17/2010 6:26:00 PM

I know exactly how u feel. I have a child myself and i think wonders of him. My child means the world to me as yours does to u. So i can relate to your poem very much. It made me remember what it was like when he was first born. (smiling) Keep up the good work. will be checking out more of your poems