Oh give me patience when wee hands

Tug at me with their small demands.

And give me gentle and smiling eyes.

Keep my lips from hasty replies.

And let not weariness, confusion or noise

Obscure my vision of life’s fleeting joys.

So when, in years to come my house is still

No bitter memories its rooms may fill.

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About ddnoble

stay at home mom with 3 busy boys, and a suber fab hubby!

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  1. trinac says :

    Need a “like” button for this one. 🙂

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