Handprints in our home
Get higher every year.
Then before we know it
Suddenly they disappear.
But now with joy I notice,
Upon my cupboard door,
A brand new little handprint
From a grandchild I adore.
Every handprint is a treasure,
Like little works of art.
And as each child makes them
It puts handprints on my heart.
My heart is beating rapidly, my clothes are soaked in sweat. If there’s anything that I fear more, I haven’t found it yet. I am terrified and shaking and wish that I could run, but know there is no backing out. if victory’s to be won. There’s one with...
When sorrow enters life and heartstrings feel a tug, nothing brings more comfort than the giving of a hug. Words, though well intended, cannot ever take the place of sweet unspoken feelings through a tender, warm embrace. In our arms there is compassion and...
When I was just a child You’d come quietly to my bed and kiss me on the cheek. You would whisper, “I love you” Followed by “ sleep tight”, and with feelings of contentment I slept peacefully thru the night. I still remember fondly those days so long ago. I loved you...
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