MARK
MARK
Outside the snow is coming down Inside the fire makes crackling sounds The air is filled with love and joy It’s the first Christmas with our little boy
He hung his stocking on the mantle with pride We can see the excitement in his eyes The adoption will be final in a day or two You finally belong to us, and we to you
There is so much love within our heart For the fair-haired boy we now call “Mark” A gift sent to us from up above Welcomed with open arms, and so much love
A time of celebration within our home This year we won’t have to spend alone I prayed a prayer from within my heart One that was answered, when we found Mark
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LIFE IS A RIDE, EITHER OF JOY OR REGRET. WHICH DO YOU CHOOSE? THINK QUICKLY, YOU MAY SOON BE AT A DEAD END!
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Synopsis
Gifts come in all shapes and sizes. Even a child.
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