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A Child's Letter To God
deer mister god: momy said i coud rite a leter by mysef to you i'd lik to talk on the fone with you but this wil half to do id reely lik to set on yur lap, ticle you and pul yur beerd maybee sumday i can do that if you woudn think me weerd i want you to no i ben good and go to churc and sundy skool my sundy skool techer has ben teaching us the goldy rool be sur to be in churc next sundy, il show you my nuu shooz il make sur dady nos yur ther so he wont tak his snooz ther is sum things i ben wantin to ask you about is it ok if i dont have to eat all my brusel sprout momy says you ar al around us but i have nevr seen you ar you playin hid and seek and playin triks on me too nuther thing i ben wunder about is who invented lite wuz it you or mister edisun pleaz tel me wich is rite tel me what reely hapen to al them dinersors and why do dadies have to fite in al the wars momy says im geting a litle bruthr but wont you tak pity what i reely want frum you or santi claws is a flufy kity i luv you as many as the stars and want you as my frien tak good care uf yursef mister god yur pen pal mary ann Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved)
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