Remembering When
WATCHING MY BOYS BECOME MEN WHAT A JOY TO BEHOLD .ALWAYS FIGHTING AND
YELLING TRUTH BE TOLD. NOW AS ADOLESCENTS FADES AND MANHOOD BEGINS IT IS
WONDERFUL TO SEE THAT THEY HAVE BECOME FRIENDS. I TOLD THEM AS KIDS THAT
THIS IS HOW IT WOULD BE, THEY BOTH LAUGHED AND SAID"NOT ME". SO DIFFERENT
ARE MY BOYS SEEMS STRANGE THEY'VE SHARED THE SAME JOYS AND SAME PAIN.
DIFFERENT AS THEY MAYBE AND I DON'T KNOW HOW IT ALL ENDS AS LONG AS THEY
REMAIN FRIENDS
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