[65 words] The family is like a book—The children are the leaves,The parents are the coversThat protecting beauty gives. At first the pages of the bookAre blank and purely fair,But time soon writes memoriesAnd paints pictures there. Love is the little golden claspThat bindeth up the trust;O, break it not, lest all the leavesShould scatter and be lost. Samuel G. Dye…
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