My love for you will always be true
I look into your eyes so blue
Why you never listen I have no clue
I'am left wondering what do I do
To get through to you.........
You think you have it so ruff around here
buck up thinking your tuff always in a huff and puff
never respecting our house and stuff
Friday, December 4, 2009
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Posted by Mon Jul 20, 2009 4:14pm PDT
Report AbuseAaaaaaawwww, Shannon, I feel for you. I hope things get better between you and your son. Some things take time, no matter how long/painful the wait.
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Posted by Mon Jul 20, 2009 4:20pm PDT
Report AbuseShannon,
Awww ... that's sweet. ... I always wanted a son. ...
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Posted by Mon Jul 20, 2009 5:53pm PDT
Report Abusea poem for a son.... moreoften im a stubborn daughter to my father never listen and rebel against his will then i end up hurt and lost and finally come back home wer my father would welcome me open arms there is no place like home ... hope you and your son would be ok prosperity be yours always
rhona
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Posted by Mon Jul 20, 2009 6:31pm PDT
Report AbuseI am about to go and begin a new post.
come by, when you can.
I enjoyed your poem!
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Posted by Tue Jul 21, 2009 4:36am PDT
Report AbuseIt's just his age and i know it suck's, but will pass. know you have fiend's to talk with. love ya gal. was out yeasterday. literally! and feel like hell today. hehe.
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Posted by Tue Jul 21, 2009 1:13pm PDT
Report AbuseShannon, My son lives in Arizona, so i don't get to see him much. Miss him so much. Hold on to what you have, and the moments that are special He will be gone before you know it. Alan
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