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Fun with pop beads
Wow, a box FULL of costumes! Aren't grandchildren grand?
SAVOR THE MOMENTS, FOR THEY ARE THE THREADS THAT WEAVE STRENGTH AND LOVE IN THE TAPESTRY OF LIFE.
Special moments.
Fun with pop beads
XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO
Reverence
indicates high culture
and true faith in diety.
David O. McKay
indicates high culture
and true faith in diety.
David O. McKay
INSPIRATION
I sought an inspiration, for I fain would sing a song,
A poem sweet to gird my soul, as on I march . . . and on;
A theme to keep my courage high when troubles round me
surge,
Lilting notes to call "Life's sweet" and drown the solemn
dirge.
I sought, and found the birds and flowers and trees . . . all
things apart;
Beautiful, yet failing to find echo in my heart.
I felt a tug and looked to see, two shining eyes of blue,
Two little arms upheld to clasp, and lips of rosy hue.
I held my baby close and crooned, and knew a mother's bliss;
And found my poem. . . all complete, within my baby's kiss.
Chesta Holt Fulmer
A poem sweet to gird my soul, as on I march . . . and on;
A theme to keep my courage high when troubles round me
surge,
Lilting notes to call "Life's sweet" and drown the solemn
dirge.
I sought, and found the birds and flowers and trees . . . all
things apart;
Beautiful, yet failing to find echo in my heart.
I felt a tug and looked to see, two shining eyes of blue,
Two little arms upheld to clasp, and lips of rosy hue.
I held my baby close and crooned, and knew a mother's bliss;
And found my poem. . . all complete, within my baby's kiss.
Chesta Holt Fulmer
Wow, a box FULL of costumes! Aren't grandchildren grand?
I love these little
People; and it
Is not a slight
Thing when they,
Who are so fresh
From God,
Love us.
Charles Dickens
People; and it
Is not a slight
Thing when they,
Who are so fresh
From God,
Love us.
Charles Dickens
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