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1. Mummy, I Love You Lots 1 / 35 Mummy, I love you lots; You're my favorite person ever. When will I stop loving you? Never, never, never! - By Joanna Fuchs 2. My Mother 2 / 35 My Mother, my friend so dear Throughout my life you're always near. A tender smile to guide my way You're the sunshine to light my day. 3. First Mother's Day
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smooth her every rough. edge, heel to brow. hugged my temples. with slick hands, as if to say son be mine. as if to say this i give you. as if to say we are people. color of good oak but we. will not burn, we survive.
Poem About Your Mother's Hands Your Mother's Hands is a famous poem for a reason. It resonates with so women about the special tenderness of her hands in taking care of you. Your Mother's Hands: the first person who touched you loved in your life. If you are lucky, that person is your mother.
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Dear gentle hands have stroked my hair โ And cooled my brow, Soft hands that pressed me close โ And seemed to know somehow Those fleeting moods and erring thoughts โ That cloud my day, Which quickly melt beneath their suffrage โ And pass away. No other balm for earthly pain โ Is half so sure, No sweet caress so filled with love โ Nor half so pure,
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Top 500 391. By Leotha Brown II. Published by Family Friend Poems July 2006 with permission of the Author. A mother's love is a wonderful love packaged from heaven with special care. A mother's love is like no other love that you can compare. A mother's love is purified by angels and flows directly from her soul.
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July 1, 2015 My Mother's Hands As I was writing one morning, I found myself wondering when my mother's strong hands had become like my own. Ever since I fell last autumn and injured my "writing" hand, I have felt a deep gratitude for my hands. The ability to grasp anything in reach. The realization to let go and create anew.
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Sweet mother I want you to know I am always near I may not be there where you can touch or see But look in your heart and there you will find me Though they are old and wrinkled they possess the most precious stories a soul could tell Because of her compassion and devotion, she created loving memories of an endless well
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My mother's hands are just like mine or mine are just like hers As I look at them intertwined I realize that they always were The hands that held me in an embrace so like mine it makes me proud The hands that would slap my face if ever I got too loud The hands that are so like my own worked hard to provide love and care
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ยฉ Maggie Pittman Published by Family Friend Poems July 2006 with permission of the Author. Her hands held me gently from the day I took my first breath. Her hands helped to guide me as I took my first step. Her hands held me close when the tears would start to fall. Her hands were quick to show me that she would take care of it all.
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The Hands Of A Mother Mon, 08/19/2013 - 14:53 -- cambria29 The hands of a mother Oh the places they will go They handle more than one could ever think or know And though there are only two They accomplish all that they have to do Because a mother is capable of anything she sets her mind to There are calluses right underneath the fingers
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Mother's hands were hands of prayer. Mother's hands would clap to praise me. For a good deed I had done. Mother's hands were there to save me. When my deeds had hurt someone. And my mother's hands would teach me. What is right and what is good. Mother's hands would always reach me. When no other hand e'er could.
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Best Poems About Mothers Hands 1. Hands of Time Delicate yet resilient, a mother's hands tell tales of undying love and strength. This poem delves into the memories etched upon each line of her hand, narrating a timeless story. Her fingers trace the stories past, Echoes of laughter, love that'll last. Whispers of pain, mends that bind,
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Many hands make light work, no one left in charge. Through trust and rapport comes success once more borne. For many hands make light work - ever great reassurance it forms! Poems About Work The Light That Is Felt Poet: John G. Whittier A tender child of summers three, Seeking her little bed at night, Paused on the dark stair timidly.
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Such beautiful, beautiful hands! Though heart were weary and sad, These patient hands kept toiling on, That the children might be glad. And I could weep, as looking back To childhood's distant day, I think how these hands rested not, When mine were at their play. Such beautiful, beautiful hands! They're growing feeble now,
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My Mother's Hands by Lin Cava - Hello Poetry F.A.Q. Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member to view and add comments on poems Such a lovely ring, she said. / It even looks good on my ugly hands. / As if those hands were lacking. / As if.
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1. This Living Hand by John Keats This living hand, now warm and capable Of earnest grasping, would, if it were cold And in the icy silence of the tomb, So haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights That thou wouldst wish thine own heart dry of blood So in my veins red life might stream again, And thou be conscience-calmed - see here it is -