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1. Mummy, I Love You Lots 1 / 35 Mummy, I love you lots; You're my favorite person ever. When will I stop loving you? Never, never, never! - By Joanna Fuchs 2. My Mother 2 / 35 My Mother, my friend so dear Throughout my life you're always near. A tender smile to guide my way You're the sunshine to light my day. 3. First Mother's Day
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July 1, 2015 My Mother's Hands As I was writing one morning, I found myself wondering when my mother's strong hands had become like my own. Ever since I fell last autumn and injured my "writing" hand, I have felt a deep gratitude for my hands. The ability to grasp anything in reach. The realization to let go and create anew.
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smooth her every rough. edge, heel to brow. hugged my temples. with slick hands, as if to say son be mine. as if to say this i give you. as if to say we are people. color of good oak but we. will not burn, we survive.
My Mother's Hands My Mother's Hands Poem by Richard L. Merila
The Hands Of A Mother Mon, 08/19/2013 - 14:53 -- cambria29 The hands of a mother Oh the places they will go They handle more than one could ever think or know And though there are only two They accomplish all that they have to do Because a mother is capable of anything she sets her mind to There are calluses right underneath the fingers
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Many hands make light work, no one left in charge. Through trust and rapport comes success once more borne. For many hands make light work - ever great reassurance it forms! Poems About Work The Light That Is Felt Poet: John G. Whittier A tender child of summers three, Seeking her little bed at night, Paused on the dark stair timidly.
Mother's Hands Mother's Hands Poem by Kay Fernando
Mother's Hands These are the hands I know and love I've seen them all my life, They've changed of course as time has passed Through happiness and strife, And even though its been a while Since last I held them tight, I'd recognize them at a glance Yes, I'd know them on sight. These are the hands my father knew Before I was conceived,
Such beautiful, beautiful hands! Though heart were weary and sad, These patient hands kept toiling on, That the children might be glad. And I could weep, as looking back To childhood's distant day, I think how these hands rested not, When mine were at their play. Such beautiful, beautiful hands! They're growing feeble now,
Mother's Hands Poem by Anna Banasiak
Sweet mother I want you to know I am always near I may not be there where you can touch or see But look in your heart and there you will find me Though they are old and wrinkled they possess the most precious stories a soul could tell Because of her compassion and devotion, she created loving memories of an endless well
"Mothers hold their children's hands for a short while, but their
Dear gentle hands have stroked my hair โ And cooled my brow, Soft hands that pressed me close โ And seemed to know somehow Those fleeting moods and erring thoughts โ That cloud my day, Which quickly melt beneath their suffrage โ And pass away. No other balm for earthly pain โ Is half so sure, No sweet caress so filled with love โ Nor half so pure,
In My Mother's Hand In My Mother's Hand Poem by Susan Lacovara
Top 500 391. By Leotha Brown II. Published by Family Friend Poems July 2006 with permission of the Author. A mother's love is a wonderful love packaged from heaven with special care. A mother's love is like no other love that you can compare. A mother's love is purified by angels and flows directly from her soul.
Tiny Fingerprints A Poem for Mom on Mother's Day
my mother's hands By Nate Marshall would moisturize my face from jaw inward the days she had too much on her hands when what needed to come through did or didn't show. she still shone, still made smooth her every rough edge, heel to brow. hugged my temples with slick hands, as if to say son be mine as if to say this i give you
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Best Poems About Mothers Hands 1. Hands of Time Delicate yet resilient, a mother's hands tell tales of undying love and strength. This poem delves into the memories etched upon each line of her hand, narrating a timeless story. Her fingers trace the stories past, Echoes of laughter, love that'll last. Whispers of pain, mends that bind,
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My mother's hands are just like mine or mine are just like hers As I look at them intertwined I realize that they always were The hands that held me in an embrace so like mine it makes me proud The hands that would slap my face if ever I got too loud The hands that are so like my own worked hard to provide love and care
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Mother's hands were hands of prayer. Mother's hands would clap to praise me. For a good deed I had done. Mother's hands were there to save me. When my deeds had hurt someone. And my mother's hands would teach me. What is right and what is good. Mother's hands would always reach me. When no other hand e'er could.
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Caring hands that are just beginning a life of devotion, Praising the Creator with a heart filled with emotion! Steadying hands will guide the tentative steps of little feet; Loving hands will prepare nutritious foods to eat; Healing hands will tend each bruised elbow and knee; Happy hands will high-five when sharing moments of glee!
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1. This Living Hand by John Keats This living hand, now warm and capable Of earnest grasping, would, if it were cold And in the icy silence of the tomb, So haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights That thou wouldst wish thine own heart dry of blood So in my veins red life might stream again, And thou be conscience-calmed - see here it is -
