sonny boy

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: January 05, 2010

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he talked of his wife who had gone away, his hopes and dreams of what he would pray. the oldest of 4 and his mom was ill, his eyes asked me to look at him and feel. the words kept pouring out and out,straight from the heart without a doubt. he said if he lost this job hed kil himself, i kept quiet nothing id say would help. he talked and talked and i stood still. i looked at him and my heart was filled. the tears ran down his face and he didnt worry,he was a warrior and would never say sorry, he talked and talked and i listened to him, standing there crying looking like a king


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