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My parents have a little porch out the back of their town home in provo. Lincoln, Jane, and Grace had a tea party on the little table that is set up for the kids.
Ice cream melts, flowers wilt, the leaves of autumn fall. Sunsets fade, seasons change, and children don’t stay small. Balloons pop, snowfalls stop--do summers last? Never! Weekends fly, today will die, But... FAMILIES ARE FOREVER! --By Rachelle F. A. Dow
Friday, July 30, 2010
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