Bonding Poems - Poems about Bonding

My grandmother's hands knew things mine have forgotten, how to make bread rise, how to hem a dress so it would last. She saved everything: buttons in mason jars, stories in the space between stirring and serving, love in the way she said my name. This is what we lose when we move too fast, the slow art of remembering,...

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Day 2 OK, guys, gather round. We’ll just share the thoughts on what you did last night, before we get onto the tasks at hand. George, would you like to start? Last night, I was reading the book Business for Forward Thinkers. Applause. God, slit my throat. Paul. Last night, I was helping out at the local church, making up clothes...

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Today, guys is all about bonding Relying on your partner for support We’ll split you into groups to begin with Then you will give us your name and a brief summary of yourself Keep it light. What you watched last night is good to go Oh, please let me be in the group with the blond Oh, please don’t let me...

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Our family bonding of sweet delight keeps us joyful despite pressure-filled blight allowing home to showcase love’s pure might glowing with kindness and forgiveness-light. Thrilled with our kids along their cheerful ways we enjoy together family days as they help in household chores midst their plays letting us laugh out loud, thanking* God's grace. We are blest that contentment makes us glad against...

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When you have none to clean your spectacles, You wait for the miracle, That is when I come to you, And clean it and give it back to you. When you cannot but polish your shoes, And your frail hands tremble, Then I come as the captain of your cruise, As you begin to grumble. Love is filled with gratitude, It does not accompany...

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Simple happiness on a weekend: A simple family bonding Eat together, going to the park Children feeding the fish A little window shopping Buying second hand books Children playing at the arcade Meeting family friends....

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soak me to the bone with raindrops and chemistry then evaporate ...

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a smile starts with God inside your heart bonding grace embrace you in His, peace, love and presents presently is He we are one with the Father 10/14/24 written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024© ...

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[Instrumental] Some think it's given up front, some think it's earned. Some think it's something innate, some think it learned. Though trust is not a physical thing it can be broken, shattered, smashed. And with each blow the trust left is not like cash. Its more like water, it drips and drizzles and oozes all away..... Its meant to be in...

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Until the satire makes you happy, Until the exhaustion seems glossy, You need to prove it somehow, That you are not unknown anymore now! Until the feelings hit hard on your chest, Until a stranger can hold your waist, Until an unknown can call you by your surname, Until you play something that does not look like a game; Until you are jealous...

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My son Kevin is a fine young man With a positive attitude and the motto “yes I can”! His energy is amazing and there’s no challenge too great Results oriented like his mom, he’s a winner out the gate Anything mechanical a piece of cake for gifted hands Fast cars his passion as we watch from the stands A Navy vet...

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Showing care and concern from one heart to another the bond of loving...

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What the future holds for us, no one knows for sure Hopefully, very shortly, headlines will read for cancer we have a cure The human race is like a giant jigsaw puzzle, with each of us being one piece To achieve success we all need to work harder, a chance for a better world will surely increase Everything we...

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Everest makes brothers of the fiercest enemies of the most distant strangers of the worst ill intended of the lost — and the found (Kathmandu: May, 1982) ...

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manifesting illusions of wispy smoke renewing our refrains in anxiety shape shifting for variety each setting baroque dreams within dreams replay stuporous ego entertaining itself veiled remains light of our true Self till the day demon of delusion we slay...

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