I could care a bit more, actually…bad grammar used to bug me more than it does these days. Other things are much more important than picking apart how others write…like focusing on what they're trying to tell you. Source by lauril25
When I have said my evening prayer, And my clothes are folded on my chair, And Mother/Father switches off the light, I’ll still be__years old tonight. But form the very break of day, Before the children rise and play, Before the darkness turns to gold, Tomorrow, I’ll be __ years old…. __kisses when I wake, __candles on my cake. Source by MamaWestWind
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