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A Friend From God One summer day a young boy, walks up to me, and tells me my husband is his teacher. Asking if there was anything he could do to help. For years this young boy, was always there when ever we needed him. That was years ago, now this young boy has grown into a man His loving teacher has gone to heaven and through all the hard times, this young man, has always been at my side When ever I needed him, he was there. There are few mothers, that would share their son, to let him be a part of our family. Words can never express, how very much he means to me. They say God works in many different ways I do believe that he was sent to us from God. I dedicate this to my loving friend. There is truth to the words, you can always tell a true friend. They will always be there, when times are bad. Not just through the good times ~ Ann Taylor ~
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