Walking through the house
doing the usual cleaning
I begin to wonder
who are these kids living in my house?
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Mary, you find beauty and meaning in every day life and family, thanks for sharing with the rest of us.
How very true, Mary, a lovely poem about a loved item, that will never be thrown away, it becomes a comfort, and we all need that through life. Loved it. Love Ernestine XXX
how true, mary. this poem also speaks for me. i still use my old blanket (a present given by my mother on my 14th birthday) . we're thousand miles apart but when i'm nestled in the comfort of my blanket, i feel my mother's love and presence. thank you for this heartwarming poem. misty-eyed, merc ps: to david the name of the character on the charlie brown comic strip is linus, if my memory serves me correctly.
wasn't there a character on the old comic strip charlie brown, who just had to have his blanket?
All in the meaning, such a beautiful write it helps me to remember what it was like when I had such strong affection for such things, Love to you and your family Mary, Love Duncan