Please forward this sweet poem to the darling girl who will all are praying
for.
Little Puppy
Little puppy, sitting there
In the field midst daisies fair,
Wary-eyed you look at me;
Are you lost... or could it be
Someone put you in this place
All alone this world to face?
Soon the sun will fade from sight
And the day will turn to night.
You've no drink or food to eat;
Come, I'll take you home with me.
Little things need loving care...
Perhaps that's why God put me here.
Written by: Loise Pinkerton Fritz
Mam this peom to me means that God''s love is with this child and I truly
believe he will heal her and love her always.
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