<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358493" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Child in Man's Clothes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wonder if people understand the snow<br>With its ability to recall all we know<br>To remember like motion pictures shows<br>Its great power to wash away grieve and pain<br>When so often others seem to make them remain</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So on the night of that falling gentle white<br>I stopped to reflect, to remember and watch<br>I was able to recall the wonders of my children, our snow ball fights<br>And banish to the back<br>The long ago nights of anquish and frights</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was like then I was playing with my children<br>Laughing, giggling, love, and our snow fights<br>It was there during the building of snow forts<br>Snow caves, snowmen and those snow fights<br>That I learned what God wanted<br>Souls to be free<br>To choose life<br>What ever we'll be</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I think of another given<br>That God would never force me to heaven<br>So when it snows I stop what ever I'm doing<br>Put on my shoes and coat<br>Go out and play in the snow<br>Make a few to throw<br>Even if only at a pole</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Last night I smiled and said thank you God<br>For I felt something on the inside, that God was pleased<br>Because He wouldn't force His love on our minds<br>Yet in namless ways taught me about love, good, and kind</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So as I came in for the night<br>The memories of my children, the snowball fights<br>I sighed and turned on a light<br>And there on the table stood a cup of hot coco-<br>Another thing I loved on these nights<br>Surprised that my wife had been watching<br>Seems that she knows what I'm like</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A child in man's clothes</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clyde+Bryson">Clyde Bryson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358493" data-title="A Child in Man's Clothes de Clyde Bryson" data-description="I wonder if people understand the snow With its ability to recall all we know To remember like motion pictures shows Its great power to wash away grieve and pain When so often others seem to make them remain So on the night of that falling gentle..."></div> </div> </div>

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