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The
Giver, The Gift and The Doer
by John
Reedy
What's
REAL love but the gift of self? It's not a taking but a
giving thing, and Charlotte gives to us of herself unselfishly
as only SHE can. "Let me live in a house by the
side of the road and be a friend to man." Her
uniqueness, of itself, a precious gift-'cause there's only ONE
of her, whose example teaches us, we ALL have a unique gift to
give. So whate'er the tune, let the music live!
Follow
your dream-whate'er it may be. She's setting an example
for you and for me. She has the gift to inspire-to set
the World! on fire. All you need's a little faith, a
burning desire, a lot of perspire, and you can be ANYthing to
which you aspire. We ALL possess a Singular gift--return it to
Father, to whom all is due, and the King of Kings, to whom
Charlotte sings. So wipe off that mask of gloom-open
your heart; make room. Why the long face? Let a
smile take its
place. Notice how Charlotte's been leading the
race. Let's give it a try and keep up the pace.
Jump outa dat chair, take a dare! Give your OWN self a
cheer. Here here!
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