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>     F A M I L Y
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>     I ran into a stranger as he passed by,
>     "Oh excuse me please" was my reply.
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>     He said, "Please excuse me too;
>     I wasn't watching for you."
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>     We were very polite, this stranger and I.
>     We went on our way and we said goodbye.
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>     But at home a different story is told,
>     How we treat our loved ones, young and old.
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>     Later that day, cooking the evening meal,
>     My son stood beside me very still.
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>     When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.
>     "Move out of the way," I said with a frown.
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>     He walked away, his little heart broken.
>     I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.
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>     While I lay awake in bed,
>     God's still small voice came to me and said,
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>     "While dealing with a stranger,
>     common courtesy you use,
>     but the family you love, you seem to abuse.
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>     Go and look on the kitchen floor,
>     You'll find some flowers there by the door.
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>     Those are the flowers he brought for you.
>     He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.
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>     He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,
>     you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."
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>     By this time, I felt very small,
>     And now my tears began to fall.
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>     I quietly went and knelt by his bed;
>     "Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.
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>     "Are these the flowers you picked for me?"
>     He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.
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>     I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.
>     I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."
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>     I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today;
>     I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."
>     He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay.
>     I love you anyway."
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>     I said, "Son, I love you too,
>     and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."
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>     FAMILY
>     Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company
>     that we are working for could easily replace us in
>     a matter of days.!
>     But the family we left behind will feel the loss
>     for the rest of their lives.
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>     And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more
>     into work than into our own family,
>     an unwise investment indeed,
>     don't you think?
>     So what is behind the story?
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>     Do you know what the word FAMILY means?
>     FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU