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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=358493" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Child in Man's Clothes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=358493" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I wonder if people understand the snow<br>With its ability to recall all we know<br>To remember like motion pictures shows<br>Its great power to wash away grieve and pain<br>When so often others seem to make them remain</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=358493" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">So on the night of that falling gentle white<br>I stopped to reflect, to remember and watch<br>I was able to recall the wonders of my children, our snow ball fights<br>And banish to the back<br>The long ago nights of anquish and frights</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=358493" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">It was like then I was playing with my children<br>Laughing, giggling, love, and our snow fights<br>It was there during the building of snow forts<br>Snow caves, snowmen and those snow fights<br>That I learned what God wanted<br>Souls to be free<br>To choose life<br>What ever we'll be</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=358493" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I think of another given<br>That God would never force me to heaven<br>So when it snows I stop what ever I'm doing<br>Put on my shoes and coat<br>Go out and play in the snow<br>Make a few to throw<br>Even if only at a pole</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=358493" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Last night I smiled and said thank you God<br>For I felt something on the inside, that God was pleased<br>Because He wouldn't force His love on our minds<br>Yet in namless ways taught me about love, good, and kind</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=358493" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">So as I came in for the night<br>The memories of my children, the snowball fights<br>I sighed and turned on a light<br>And there on the table stood a cup of hot coco-<br>Another thing I loved on these nights<br>Surprised that my wife had been watching<br>Seems that she knows what I'm like</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=358493" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A child in man's clothes</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Clyde+Bryson">Clyde Bryson</a></strong></div>

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