My Angel Bri

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    My Angel Bri

    There is a little girl That I want to see
    Back home with her is where i'd rather be
    She is just a gift to her mama and me
    That little girl is my angel Bri
    now Sabrina was born to Becki and I
    and when she was born I broke down and cried
    sabrina is four now soon to be five
    just being her dad makes me glad to be alive
    sabrina knows well that jesus in her heart
    thats all the proof needed to show she is smart
    sabrina and her mom, are my whole world.
    now its time to end this and
    spend time with my girls.

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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