
watching you
first steps
moves quickly, ah too quickly!
as I pluck yet another white hair from my eyebrow
how can I set my memory in you?

Stories Collected While Living in France
watching you
first steps
moves quickly, ah too quickly!
as I pluck yet another white hair from my eyebrow
how can I set my memory in you?
I don’t think there’s any danger of the littles not remembering/knowing you. You are woven into their lives like a fine fabric – strand after strand, memory after memory.
Those little faces!
So precious….
Ali
You give them love. Everyone remembers those who have loved them. The people who make us who we are.
They’ll always remember food you gave them!
I hope my grandchildren remember me….their ‘fun loving’ Grandma who spent many hours with them.
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