the last image I held of them
were their sad and sleepy eyes
away they sped in the car
while within, my heart did cry
within our children’s hearts
lies the deepest truth and honesty
they are still very intimate with the God- LOVE
that brought them into our absurdity
despite all of the chaos around them
they are able to keep their grins
they still love and let you know
despite your disturbing whims
for in my absence from the house
on top of the stack of papers blue
lied two little stickers from them
No matter where they are that bond of love you established between you and them will never be broken. Continue to send them strong thoughts of continuing LOVE.
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Will do! NOW you see how I have aged! LOL WHITE HAIR! In two years!
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white hairs isn’t important Johann. You know, i live with that since more than 30 years. And to finish i tell you, that the beauty isn’t in the hairs. 🙂 Have a good day Joahnn
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How Sweet!!
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The pictures are beyond cute. And such a lovely verse accompanying it. Perfection. ❤
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Be still my heart. Your poem tug at it’s strings, the one attached to my grandchildren. What gifts we’ve been given. Your blonde cuties sure love YOU. ❤ ❤ ❤
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yes, I am blessed and I love them with all of my heart!
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Indeed. ❤
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this is sweet and wonderful…..their message made it to you
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Yes, Bette, it did! Thanks for your visit to my blog and taking the time to comment…I appreciate it!
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oh, the love. Little things – notes, smiles, hugs, and kisses make your heart melt and linger in your thoughts for a while. They don’t fade….
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yes…they are so very important to remember and hold in one’s heart!
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