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Her Hiden Beauty

Her Hidden Beauty She was such a lonely child but not by choice, She had no reason to smile, no reason to rejoice. She would stutter when she talked, and the other children would laugh, Seemed none of the other children would stand up for her on her behalf. She dreaded each day that she went to school, The kids never stopped their teasing, life was so cruel. But she never quit, though the going was tough, She just wished somebody would tell the other kids enough was enough. But her beauty was such that it out shined the problem she had. God always gives you something good along with the bad. And she would always pray, not for a cure, But to give her strength, so she could endure. All through the years she maintained grades of straight A’s, And now it was time for graduation in a few short days. As Valedictorian a speech was required, And a beauty she was, one which God had inspired. As she stood before the crowd, with her speech in her hand, She started to read with a voice so beautiful and in perfect command. Not one hesitation, a masterpiece she spoke that day, And her final words were “I Love You All and That is all I have to say!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 2/2/2009 2:49:00 PM
no need to apoligize. i am touched by your comment and thank you . i just wish that my grandpa was still here . i was and still am papals little redheaded peanut.
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Date: 1/31/2009 8:46:00 PM
Nice story Ron, Thanks for your comments...Raul
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Date: 1/31/2009 12:52:00 PM
Lovely story, and sweet ending to a sad beginning. I don't know if it's fiction or not, but good for her, for surviving the cruelty. ~ Carrie
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Date: 1/31/2009 12:30:00 PM
Chills are all over me with this one Ron...I love it, and you are one of the kindest people....I am glad to see your comment on my friends work, Marie is a doll, you will enjoy her being here with us....F/F, always, Christy
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