TWO MEASURES OF KINDNESS
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TWO MEASURES OF KINDNESS
While removing the tick from my forehead,
Granny sang a hymn in a low, sweet voice.
I watched her lovely face, not the burning match.
Before the hymn ended, she’d removed the tick
I thought I’d die from.
I can’t remember the song,
but hear her voice still, a well
of crystal, clear water, a prayer.
I remember her hands,
two measures of kindness
laid against my face.
Copyright © Yellow Rose | Year Posted 2025
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