BoBo
We made eye contact from across the hall
Her eyes were the first to respond
And then a big smile broke across her face
Her little hand went up in space
She waved a little mischievous grin
That little twinkle in her eye flashed at me
From across that hall she melted my heart
And I knew that this was just the start
God has big plans for us near our kin
Sleepovers, games, and life to be sure
But the greatest treasure of all I know
Hearing that little voice call me… BoBo
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MDStone (
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BoBo reminds me of a clown, now clouded in the memory of former days.
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