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replenishment of gold.

In our family,
We stand fast together,
In love,
In heartache,
Any kind of weather,
To console within a strong union,
No tear,
Nor fear,
Ignored,
Every accomplishment applaud,
A family of strength to share,
No sadness,
Nor ache,
Without care,
Warm loving arms,
to shelter ,
Any storm,
Or pain,
A replenished bracelet of gold,
Our hearts the links that hold,
This loving union together.
To withstand ,
Any kind of weather.

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Good write, Nice thoughts, Thanks for sharing, My five stars

Regards

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you sir williamsji, much love to you sir, love and admiration nardine xx

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Ryan Kalantzis

very nice! I am rebuilding some bonds with family members right now, and I liked what you wrote here! I will be posting some more, check them out if you can! Thanks, and keep writing!

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you so much Ryan kalantiz, i would be honoured to take a look, thank you again for your appreciation, much love Nardine Sanderson xx

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Ravindra Kumar

Pleasing words,..I proud on you..everything is possible due to perfect understanding of mind..everybody in this world is ready to laugh with our smile but rare will come forth to wipe tears,...salute you..Opening lines are very touching-

"In our family,

We stand fast together,

In love,

In heartache,

Any kind of weather,"

With Sincere Love,

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you sweet ravindra, i am very fortunate to have an amazing family, much love to you xx Nardine Sanderson xx

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