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Dear Jesus, look after me as I go through life; And lead as I try to get to Heaven, cause I am seven -- years old. In my life I panic- sorrow for all my sins; As I play fair, as I share- all my needs and wins. Life is possible for a girl or boy as I praise and shout for joy! I love you Jesus, I love you Lord, I love you, and I'm not ignored. I couldn't have a better God than You- If I did, I'de wonder who? God made the earth, God made me, God made the clouds and sky, God set me free! --Lydia May Muglia |
BODY PARTS: We can walk and we can talk. Every one knows that. But the thing that makes us do a lot, that is our soul. Our soul makes us walk, talk, see, hear, and feel. Our soul makes us do a lot of things, like run and move. Sometimes you can feel a piece of paper. Our heart makes us love, but we can also feel it beat when we run. It is one thing a docter really needs to feel with a stethoscope. --Lydia |
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POEMS FOR BOYS AND GIRLS: They put me in a wheelbarrow and rolled me down the hill; they showed me to a Pharoah and did not kill; Ahoh, ho and not oh no, don't kill me so cause I do know how to eat a doe. --Lydia |
A SILLY POEM: Jane is a girl who walked with a cane- She was old and rode down the lane; Oh yes that old lady named Jane woke up in the sunny light, and woke up and she flew a kite. She loves me and I love her; Wonder what the cane is for? She can walk, she can talk, and she can run. She can knock on people's door- thats what old ladies are for. --Lydia |