Bring the Kleenex by Raymond A. Foss
Oh, no, I can see it now, my eyes welling up, in pure happiness overwhelmed by my feelings overcome by the words he will speak changing my life, for the better bringing them to me, on a new level stirring emotions deep within my soul kinship in the courtroom, descendants of affinity, of hope, of our making sharing with other loved ones our moment of union, of joining tears will fall, fall down my warm cheeks I am sure; but such is happiness overflowing cup, sweet tears of joy, of belonging, of completion
September 27, 2006 18:38
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