I remember the days with my sweet children when we made Valentines.
There would be glue, scissors, paper, doilies, crayons, glitter.
Miss the days of see ing what their little imagination would dream up.
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- zanetta
- I am a daughter of The Most High King. I fumble and mess up yet the King calls me to His side, searches out my heart, sings over me and calls me His own.
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