How sweet and how true! My grandmother was Nanny, My mother was Nanny and I was Nanny and Grandma and Grammie it does not matter what we are called as long as we are called.
I think we all have to decide for ourselves what is acceptable or not. I think most people are fair-minded and understand what injustice is. Some people are too timid to step up and make a difference.
I think our government and lawmakers to often try to stir up the people and only make things worse.
I like your poem and it does make you stop and think.
Each person has good and bad inside. It is how you decide to handle the good or the bad that decides which you are.
If you have accepted Christ as Savior and Lord, the bad has been forgiven and Christ does not see it any longer. We need Christ to remove the bad so that we can be good.
A good poem and written well. I agree something needs to be done. I live in Texas and our borders are overrun. I have no problem with LEGAL immigration.
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