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Does it matter how the wind blows? Or just as a child grows? In a fathers eyes i see his tears. In the bottom of his heart he has fears. A father does not know the path a child makes, but only after, as his heart breaks. He does the best he can, as his mind races over and over again. Does it matter how the wind blows, or does it when it ceases? steve wilson

As I sit here, I can here your voice. I can see your face. That because you always had a special place in my heart. You were my big brother, always protecting and defending me right from the start. I can see ya with your Elvis hair and your guitar. You know you could have really gone very far. You had the glitter, the looks, you were a smooth talker, and in my eyes you were a star. Times so short on this planet earth. One moment were here and then were gone home. I think big brother a lesson was learned, stay close to your loved ones. Write letters and call then on the phone. Love is the greatest gift God gave through his son and relationships and family are to me Next line for I miss you and wish you were here. Oh whom God causes lives to intertwine. The greatest gift I can think of is when again I can see your face, give you a hug, say I love you, and no more do we have to be apart. WOW

This may sound childish, but its coming from the heart deep within. And one day you will greet me on the other shore and well laugh And share memories once again

Delores Wilson

White Tails in the Woods

Sitting quietly in the woods with a tight grip on your bow. Waiting ever so patiently to get your shot at a buck or a doe. Its more then just a sport its the meat us hunters love to eat. That strip of tenderloin is the best its kinda hard to beat. And lets not forget the sometimes tall tales that we brag on. How we missed that ten pointer in reallity it was only a fawn Or how you was looking down on the biggest buck and took your shot And only to your surprise the bullet in the chamber is what you forgot. A true hunter shoots with either their gun or bow either one can kill It's not only the meat, It is the anxiety, and the thrill, So when your out there remember to take your time and aim right And you will get your deer. If you just keep them in your sight.

Deborah Wilson

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