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Mary Kasmi Poem
As memorie has it, he was a bright and cheerfull boy,
who loved to play softball...
So loved by his family and friends, So giving, never
thinking of himself.
A cherishable gift memorie,, reflecting on little leage,
when he hit the winning homerun for his team.
How greatfull he was,,I remember hearing him give
thanks to God that night, as he knelt for bedtime prayers.
As memorie has it a sore louser he was not, after lousing
highschool president he call his oponent to offer his services.
To soon he became a man before going into college he inlisted
in the military,, Such a giving boy,, in so giving he gave his life
for the Country in witch we stand,,
A cherishable gift memorie,,,I could still hear him pray,,,,,,,
My son,,, the boy who to soon became a man.....
Copyright © Mary Kasmi | Year Posted 2005
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