As Time Goes By.....

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Location: Arkansas, United States

Sunday, March 05, 2006

Poem for Jack

A poem for Serena & Jack
from Jack's Great Great Aunt Joan
Little Jack Hester,
His Mama he would pester.

When he would cry,
To his cradle she would fly.

With hair soft as silk,
He lay sipping his milk.

Now Mama could enjoy
Her precious baby boy.


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