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Call Them Friend

Once upon a time, in a country so near, children could go to school without any fear. And in this country, God was the center, many prayers were heard, especially at a families dinner. This country was clean, from smog, and dirty rain, and friends did not hurt friends, for their own selfish gain. Farming was a way, to ensure your family was fed, harvest time was busy, and everyone was ready for bed. Junk food was not heard of, home cooking was the fad, and company was welcome, to share anything the family had. Doctors made house calls, anytime, day or night, and all they wanted, was for you to be alright. Neighbors would gather, and bring goodies to share, a community built on each other, where,everyone proved they cared. Times have changed, but every now and then, a neighbor will surprise you, and then you call them friend.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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