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Old 05-11-2018, 07:21 PM
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I found myself in a situation
After my father died,
My home town isn't just
Its challenged my pride.
A little help is not within
The hearts of many,
Although some are
well off, too rich to
Loan a penny.
The feeling being in
need in my hone town
Gave me stress,
I prayed to my lord
Knowing he would surely
Moments later a long time
Aquaintence offered me
What he could spare,
My heart flooded with
Appreciation that this
Person did care.
His pockets weren't full
And his bank is not
Holding a huge sum
But his heart is richer
Than most,
And beats to a different
My gratitude is over
. blessed is how I feel
Thank you Peter
For keeping it real...,

For Peter. Donna Balderama
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