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Me Laughing At Gramps Joke.   He Always Knew A Guy...haha.For You, Grandmother And Grandfather, At Christmas. Love Always,

                                 ~Vickie Thayer~Poetry To Ponder~

                                                    @circa 1970

   

THE HANDS ARE GONE, THAT CRADLED ME, TURNED THE COVERS ON MY BED, HANDS THAT HELPED ME BOW MY HEAD, KNEADED A SUPPER OF MILK AND BREAD, BATHED MY SKIN WITH LOVE AND HOPE, KNITTED A HOME, WITH NEEDLES OF WARMTH, SHE, AND HIM, AND THEIR GENTLE HANDS, ARE LONG GONE, BUT A LOVING TOUCH, AND LESSONS LEARNED, FOREVER, IN A MEMORY, LIVES ON. ~Vickie Thayer~Poetry To Ponder~ 2017

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Date: 3/26/2019 6:33:00 PM
If only wealth was measured in Memories and Love The Meek would surely then inherit the Earth Or be the Wealthiest in Heaven
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Vickie Hurtt - Thayer
Date: 3/28/2019 7:56:00 PM
(" Thanks Chris...I couldn't have expressed it any better my friend.
Date: 12/18/2017 4:00:00 PM
Loving hands...they were and always will be... Loved your poem, Vickie... Is that you as a young lady... All the best my friend
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Vickie Hurtt - Thayer
Date: 12/20/2017 7:13:00 AM
Yes...That's Me and My Wonderful Grandparents. Thanks, Arturo.

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