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To My Children
Without
you
life
would
have
no
meaning.
I would
be a
traveler
in time
Groping
in the
wilderness.
Desolate
and
forl one.
Always
seeking
never
finding .
You are
the
treasures
God has
allowed
me.
I am
ever
thankful.
poem
by
Heather Burns
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