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Ron. Do you think we can do it?



We better, or Linda will have a hissy fit.



There is so much to do before we leave here,

I don’t think she is seeing too clear.

Think it is that hormone thing maybe,

‘Cause I don’t believe she is thinking rationally.



Sean, I know it will be a stretch,

But I don’t want to chance losing this catch.

So if there is any way to make this work,

Even if it is with disaster we flirt,

I will do all I can to be her match.



I guess we should start out with the JAG,

So we know what we do is legal and not just taking a WAG.



Yeah, that’s as good a place to start as any,

I think I can get us in to see Major Finney.



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Linda, are you sure this is what you want?



It is funny, Seina, but for some reason I feel drawn.

Maybe this was “I’s” great plan all along,

For us to unite there as one.

If we were all to stay,

We could help those children in so many ways.

I know it sounds totally absurd,

But somehow I believe in my heart, my prayers were heard.



You mean you actually prayed for this?

Hahaha! You are one twisted sis.



Yeah, I reckon. But if you could only look into those children’s faces,

See the tracks that joyous tears traces.

Become one with the people of the land,

Who just want to be left in peace and to care for their fellow man.



The children have lost everything,

But yet, they can still sing.

In their own unique ways,

They continue to sing God’s praise.



You ask if I would like to stay

I would be lying if I didn’t say,

“Those children have captured my heart,

And with my wedding the this child,

I want them to be a part.



Just wait and you will see,

Those innocent faces,

You will know what I mean.



You realize this trip will be tough,

And though we have two of the best doctors,

It may not be enough.



Me and the baby will do just fine,

The big I will see to that,

We will just have to stay in line.



Linda, you are one gutsy lady,

And I do believe, a little crazy.

But this is your day,

And if there is anyway possible,

Ron, will make it your way.



Yeah, ain’t it cool?

I just love that big fool.

Just like a kid once more,

Love gets better with age, that is for sure.



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Dear Venerable One,

I am getting married and want you to get the deed done.

I am bringing Sean, his wife Seina, and Ron my Groom,

To meet the children, can you find us room?



I miss the children so every day,

And am trying to find somehow to stay.

I am carrying a child in my womb,

Maybe if it is born there we can call it home.



Ron is really a dear man,

One of the best doctors in the land.

Sean too, as you remember well,

As a father and doctor is really swell.



Seina, who you met and Sean’s ceremony,

Was behind getting the supplies we needed and the money.

It think once she sees the results of her labor,

She may just end up as our neighbor.



Well, lots to do so I have to go,

Just wanted to give you a heads up

So you would know.



All my best to you all,

You have my number so if you need anything,

Just call.