Tag: memories
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Playtime
It’s recess time, the teacher said!Good job on all the books you read! Time for sunshine and fresh air!Leaving behind our every care! Time for tetherball and moreLucky ones, first out the door So important for our dayWe had to go outside to play! Why is this one of the memories so clear?Even through the…
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Forever
I feel the ghosts of Christmas pastfrom precious memories that always last Their loving hugs and joyous laughterStill lingers in my heart long after How I miss their presence nearNo one could ever be more dear When they came into my placeIt became a sacred space Whether it’s loved ones gone or still hereMy heart…
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Seasons and the Child
Did you see the change as it silently crept upon the earth?The cycle, the process, the Creator’s gift to all, and to the earthUnderneath this repeated scene, our muscles, fibers and bones hold a sweet memory of it Then there it is! The orange, yellow and red leaves appearThe earth is beautiful in every change…
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The Gifts
Hot chocolate on a cold morningmakes one wish we could all gather around a glowing fireplace and share our deepest thoughts Singing by the piano with those I loveis pure delight.Little baby, seeing my hands on the keys,with a curious and focused gazeis indescribable in its imprint on my soul Spending time with precious ones…
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Dreams of my heart
Traveled to my hometown, filled with a myriad of emotionsFound my parent’s graves, their names were there —–But they weren’t there The town was too crowded now Too many buildings, too little citrus groves like before The hard Texas freeze and new ways had destroyed themIt was sad, those orange trees had filled the air…
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Missing You
Five years without you now. The urge to call you and hear your voice is still strong. How I want to drive up to your door and see that beautiful smile. I so miss our visits on your deck watching the cardinals flit and play in those beautiful trees you planted with their deep red…
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Dancing With the Tiny Diva
She was running and hiding,In her most playful way.Her heart beat of unrestrained freedom,No thought of waiting for another day. Long black hair flowing,Ascending tables and trees,She reaches higher and higher,Moving with energetic spree. Enchanted with her oblivious manner,I, an invisible observer at first,Try to remember what brought her here,Where these earthly bonds had burst!…
Treasures Along the Way 