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Somewhere deep inside each soul burns a love so true and grand, one that very few of us can truly understand. It starts at the beginning with the birth of each new life, and from that day it follows to our final resting site. Children are dependent, ungrateful at times it seems, yet within their hearts and minds parents plant the seeds. They then must leave the garden to plow one of their own, a child’s place of peacefulness, a secondary home. Then it finally happens a gift is placed within their hands, a life so dear and precious, children are transformed into Moms and Dads. Frantically the search begins to find the tools they need, to ensure this little person becomes all they’re meant to be. Beyond all the digging all the searching for the truth, parents find the best tools, indeed they find their roots. Seeds our parents planted so many years ago, create a sound foundation for burning souls to grow.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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