LITTLE HUTS
 

 
OUR FELLOW FRIENDS
AND NEIGHBORS THE
ONES IN OTHER
COUNTRIES. THEY HAVE
NO FOOD OR SHELTER
NO PLACE TO CALL THEIR
OWN.

THESE MEN AND WOMEN
BOYS AND GIRLS WOULD
TOTALLY GIVE THE WORLD
JUST FOR A PLACE TO CALL
HOME. THO A LITTLE HUT
OR WHAT EER.

MY HEART GOES OUT TO
THESE FOLKS, THEY CAN'T
EVEN IMAGINE HOW IT
IS OF LATE TO LIVE IN A
PLACE WITH HOT WATER
AND FOOD ON THEIR PLATE.

OH YES WE HAVE OUR
PROBLEMS AND SOME
OF US COMPLAIN, BUT THE
GOOD OLE U.S.A. OH MY
I LOVE THAT NAME.

A PLACE TO CALL HOME FOR MYRNA

Author Clara Case ( Deen )

By deeny107

© 2012 deeny107 (All rights reserved)

 

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