Precious memories, how they linger!
How they ever flood my soul!
In the stillness of the midnight,
Precious, sacred scenes unfold.
To my first on his 14th, 15th, and 16th
Dear John, Happy Sweet 16th, sweet boy. You are now taller than me and your dad. You can pick me up. You have a job. You built a motorized b...
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Dear John, Happy Sweet 16th, sweet boy. You are now taller than me and your dad. You can pick me up. You have a job. You built a motorized b...