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When First I Held Her Hand in Mine - Quatern

When first I held her hand in mine, tears escaped down my young man’s cheek; My daughter with those eyes that shine made my fatherly legs grow weak. Each birthday I would remember, when first I held her hand in mine; A moment I dare not surrender and would cherish for all of time. In her wedding gown, she looked fine as I walked her down the chapel aisle; When first I held her hand in mine, was the memory that made me smile. And now, I near my final breath but, she is with me, so I don’t mind; Her birth recalled as I meet death, when first I held her hand in mine. Written and posted on 4/22/2014 for Andrea's "Do You Know Quatern" contest.

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Date: 5/13/2014 9:53:00 PM
Joe, Congratulations, in Andrea's awesome Do You Know Quatern? Contest... happy for all the winning poems.. Linda
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Date: 5/12/2014 10:31:00 AM
how tender is your write; beautiful,joe.. best of cheers on your high spot!.. huggs
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Date: 5/11/2014 9:26:00 PM
A lovely father and daughter relationship is a beautiful thing. Congratulations on your win. Love, Joyce
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Date: 5/11/2014 4:37:00 PM
joe, this is probably the sweetest poem in my contest. Sentimental but written so eloquently. Congrats for your well deserved win in my contest.
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Date: 4/22/2014 4:52:00 PM
what a heartfelt beautiful write. Good luck in the contest. Hugs Jan x
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Date: 4/22/2014 3:48:00 PM
very sweet, Joe... we all love our children.. :O))
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