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In My Hand

I can't find my keys Where did I put them? They're not on the hook Right by the front door So where could they be? I'll just look more I'm late again Surprise! surprise! Panic sets in. I can't think. Where are they? God help me! He does. They're here! Thanks!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 4/20/2009 12:33:00 AM
Ive done this too, but it was withmy glasses...Raul
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Date: 2/9/2009 3:10:00 PM
Well, you've captured an everyday occurence for me, Karen ... LOL ... if it isn't the keys its my glasses or a slip of paper or something to seemingly change my sunny (?) disposition into a snarl ... smile ... wonderful writing. So glad you're here at the Soup!!
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Date: 10/2/2008 2:26:00 PM
lol, the blush set in my mothers cheeks when she read this, guilty yet oh so true.Blessed be. Bellantony
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Date: 9/9/2008 11:10:00 AM
This poem brought back a very precious memory that has been lost for about 40 years - My grandmother was making me a quilt and she couldn't find her glasses anywhere and my sister and I were helping her search for them - She pulled her hand out of her apron pocket and pointed at the table and said "I know I put them right there" I replied "Grandma they are in your hand" - we all laughed so hard - Thank you Karen for helping find that memory - God Bless you
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Date: 8/10/2008 4:52:00 AM
I have this attention deficit and a procrastinator attitude that doesn't allow me to accomplish anything unless it's a panic situation. This poem could be me. God Bless. Vince
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Date: 8/8/2008 1:10:00 PM
I don't have that problem, there always in my pocket. nice piece you wrote very cute write.
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