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Hurray, hurray! It’s a special day. Grandma’s counting beans. Pick the rocks, Turn down your socks. Grandma’s counting beans. In the pot, That’s what she taught. One, two and three for free. Stir the hot, Hit’s the spot, What a "hum" we’ll be…

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Date: 7/27/2019 4:41:00 PM
Pick the rocks (for those that do not pick beans, you have to lay them on the table, and look for tiny rocks...)
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Date: 7/27/2019 6:51:00 AM
Sounds great, nice nostalgic poem..
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Ann Foster
Date: 7/27/2019 8:48:00 AM
Sweet things that make us remember being kids... Glad you enjoyed it. Ann
Date: 7/27/2019 1:42:00 AM
Grandma's have all taught us something - when we are grandma's we will also do the same, even if it is not beans but something else. Lovely write , well penned. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.
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Ann Foster
Date: 7/27/2019 8:47:00 AM
You are always so kind my friend. Blessings on your day. Oh yes, I pray I am half the grandparent mine was... hehe.. Ann
Date: 7/26/2019 1:40:00 PM
Nicely done Ann! Grandma and Beans, love them both!
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Ann Foster
Date: 7/26/2019 2:15:00 PM
hehe... sweet memories... Hugs Ann
Date: 7/26/2019 1:34:00 PM
The publishers like to include poems of this kind in poetry anthologies. Get ready for glory, Ann) P.S.: I like it too, although I'm not a publisher.
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Ann Foster
Date: 7/26/2019 2:14:00 PM
You are so sweet. Hug Hug Hug! Ann
Date: 7/26/2019 1:09:00 PM
Entertaining and warm dear, Ann!
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Ann Foster
Date: 7/26/2019 2:09:00 PM
Hugs... you are so sweet. Ann
Date: 7/26/2019 12:20:00 PM
A lovely "hum" indeed...Nice and easy...I like it...
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Ann Foster
Date: 7/26/2019 12:34:00 PM
Just missing people I loved... They are still alive in my heart. You would have loved her cornbread and beans. All were welcome, always!!! Hugs. Ann

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