| This used to be my Playground |
| This used to be my childhood dreams.... |
| Longing deep inside me for those golden days of my childhood. I closed my eyes tightly, hoping that it would take me back to a place where Mommy's kisses could banish boo-boos and Daddy's presence could vanquished the things that went bump in the night. A place where children played magic forest, where there was no darkness, only light. I opened my eyes and there I was back to my presence life. My growing up days. We shared good times together with people who came into our lifes and sometimes they can't make up for the bad times. I would not be the person I am today if not for what I have suffered in my past. GOD uses tears of suffering to cause growth in the garden of our life. Despite all the misery in this world, we survives because we have hope. Some people gives up easily, finding excuses to absolve themselves, and when pushed into a corner, he seeks GOD's intervention without trying to help himselve first. They have forgotten the basic rule that they must learn to survive on their own. Composed by me from different sources Welcome to my website and discover the secrets of Kammy ENTER |
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