Little boy
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This poem is for the boy we met one Friday afternoon. I wrote this poem to show how thankful I am that I met a boy like him. We are so happy for you because you came to our lives even we talk and laugh together in just like an hour. I hope you are happy there. We love you. We will always remember that a 6 year old boy came to our lives and make us happy.
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