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A Net Full of Butterflies

A Net Full of Butterflies. A collection of my writings and poems from long ago to present day prompts. They are gathered together here to set free for those who care to read them. Thank you for stopping by. Thursday, August 13, 2015. One Fathers day when I was around 8, I asked my Dad why there was never a kids day. His response was timely and sure, he simply said, because kids day is everyday! Heaven has been blessed with your wonderful smile for 15 years. To see her lovely blog click right here.

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A Net Full of Butterflies. A collection of my writings and poems from long ago to present day prompts. They are gathered together here to set free for those who care to read them. Thank you for stopping by. Thursday, August 13, 2015. One Fathers day when I was around 8, I asked my Dad why there was never a kids day. His response was timely and sure, he simply said, because kids day is everyday! Heaven has been blessed with your wonderful smile for 15 years. To see her lovely blog click right here.

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