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Little Boy
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Little Boy |
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Stephanos
since 2000-07-31
Posts 3618Statesboro, GA, USA 
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I am your little boy Just a runnin’ round the yard Skinnin’ knees Climbin’ trees And playin’ Oh so hard Shirt tags inside outward Shoestrings flippin’ in the wind My legs are showin at least a dozen scratches on the mend My Pocket’s brim with rocks and twigs My shoes are packed with sand And Mom can’t guess what critters I got crawlin’ in each hand My face is five shades darker than it was when I ran out And though kissing it is something that your lips could live without don’t let these days escape your praise Cause I won’t forever stay a sprout Stephen. |
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garysgirl 
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Stephen, this is really cute. And this...... My face is five shades darker than it was when I ran out And though kissing it is something that your lips could live without don’t let these days escape your praise Cause I won’t forever stay a sprout Oh, so true.... Hugs, Ethel |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
Very enjoyable read! Thanks for sharing Stephanos... Richy |
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GG Member Elite
since 2002-12-03
Posts 3532Lost in thought |
this is fun and precious. I only wish more parents, both moms and dads, would read this  Always, Alyssa - And so it was that time stood still - |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
I really really enjoyed this one! And? It was me, not my little brother, who always had wiggly critters in each hand, not to mention the ones hiding in the shoebox on top of my bed.  |
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