Well spring is just around the corner..it's kind of peeking it's way around the last of the winter weather and with more sunshine comes more energy! I am talking about spring house cleaning. I've been restlessly waiting for warmer temps so I can get to it and get the windows sparkling again too! I see the little prints my granddaughter has left behind and those however, are going to stay! They are a gift she left behind proving that she was here and that once again we had a wonderful time together! Here's a gift for all you parents and grandparents who look at those little prints that are left all over your house!
Little Prints
Little handprints on the wall
They don't bother me at all!
A little child left them there,
For me to see that they'd been here!
Little prints on a chair,
Remind me they were sitting there!
We shared a meal and talked a bunch!
About important things like toys and lunch!
Little footprints by the door,
Some days I wish there would be more
For visits from that a little child
Are filled with fun and hugs and smiles!
Little Prints for all to see
That blessings were bestowed on me!
For little prints are gifts of love
From someone special up above!
Enjoy the little prints! And don't forget to visit www.cafepress.com/totouchaheart
Jill Holmes is a Minnesota writer whose passion is to share her stories with others. "To Touch a Heart" is a collection of short stories and award winning poetry that the author considers gifts of love. "An Ax in the Sandbox" is a thriller novel that will leave you reeling. Her third book, "There Should Have Been Roses" is a steamy romance. Her books may be found at her Etsy shop, along with handmade cards for every occasion.
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Thursday, March 13, 2008
Monday, October 29, 2007
Friends!
You can pick your friends, but you can't pick your family! This is so true. Sometimes it's our friends that are the ones who pick us up when we are down. They are the ones who oft times offer the best support when we venture into a new field or a new experience. Sometimes friends are closer then family because we have a tendency to pick friends that enjoy the same types of activities, attitudes and attributes! I have many friends with different types of status. I have a best friend, good friends and acquaintances. I have a couple of new friends that I would like to share with you. Please feel free to visit "my friends" at their place in space! http://natureinspired.blogspot.com and www.embellished-dreams.blogspot.com
They love having visitors...and you can stop by here anytime!
They love having visitors...and you can stop by here anytime!
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Mothers
While we are concerned with saving Mother Earth we also have to pay tribute to all mothers with a special day in May. Precious Gift was written for all the mom's in the world who are certainly a special gift to us all!
Precious Gift
In His hands, he mixed all good things,
Like angel dust and butterfly wings!
The fluffiest of clouds and softest down.
A fragrant rose, and baby’s sounds!
Then added just a pinch of dew.
Rainbow colors and laughter too!
Then he said to the world,
“Are you ready for this?
For she can heal with just a kiss!”
She can walk the earth to save a child.
And never mind the “extra mile.”
While the rest of the world is sound asleep.
A constant vigil she will keep.
She’ll touch a flower and make it bloom,
Her radiant smile will warm a room!
She’ll calm a world of hurt and fear.
And though she’s strong you can see the tears.
For a mother is filled with a special love.
She’s a precious gift from heaven above!
Jill Holmes
Precious Gift
In His hands, he mixed all good things,
Like angel dust and butterfly wings!
The fluffiest of clouds and softest down.
A fragrant rose, and baby’s sounds!
Then added just a pinch of dew.
Rainbow colors and laughter too!
Then he said to the world,
“Are you ready for this?
For she can heal with just a kiss!”
She can walk the earth to save a child.
And never mind the “extra mile.”
While the rest of the world is sound asleep.
A constant vigil she will keep.
She’ll touch a flower and make it bloom,
Her radiant smile will warm a room!
She’ll calm a world of hurt and fear.
And though she’s strong you can see the tears.
For a mother is filled with a special love.
She’s a precious gift from heaven above!
Jill Holmes
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