When I was small
You picked me up
You held my hand
You gave me love
Now I’m older
But I still see
The love in your eyes
When you look at me
And just like you
I pass it along
To my children and theirs
This sweet love song
Sometimes with words
And with actions too
The loving heart in this heart
I received from you
Kevin Parish 
This poem reminds me very much of my mother.
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Well, that sounds like a sweet memory! ;-)))
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It’s the memory of my entire childhood. 🙂
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;-)))
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
Come and Enjoy this Great Poem and audio!!!
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Thanks friend! ;-)))
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Always a pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, My Friend!! Have a great day!
😊👍✨✨🎉
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What a sweet poem! The picture illustrates it perfectly. Both put me in the mood to cuddle my grandchildren. ❤
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Thank you, and I agree sooooo much!!!! I told my granddaughter (almost 6) last night that when I see her next weekend I am going to hug her so long that she will ask me to let her go… Of course I will and give her to my wife in exchange for her little brother (almost 1)!!! ;-)))
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🥰!
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