[Author's Home Page]   [About the Author]    [News Page]     Welcome:    ---    LOGIN
 Musings by The Poet Loriet      133240 Poems Read


Thank You...


for holding my litle
girl's hand as we walked,
for putting your arm
around my son's shoulder
as we ate dinner,
for promising antique shops
and Chinese restaurants
and future fun times.

Thank you for telling them
stories about the trains
and Grandpa Biscuit's discipline,
and the way he ate peas
off of his knife.
I loved watching them
listen to you in awe.

Thank you for gently
wiping my little boys chin
with your napkin, for
cleaning my daughter's glasses,
for listening to stories
about their day and
sharing their scrapbook.

Thank you for the jokes
and the tickles and
the stories and giggles.
Thank you, honey, for
being their friend.
You are very special
to all of us.



Lori Beal

  Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades  




Vote for this poem

Please Comment On This Poem

Comments

 Email Address

 

Vote for this poem



Sign Guestbook Read Guestbook

thanksgiving2

thanksgiving2

thanksgiving2
  [ Poetrypoem.com ]   [ Privacy ]   [Terms ]    [ Start a Free Site ]   [ My Poetry List ]
     ©2000 - 2022 ---------- Individual Authors of the Poetry.   All rights reserved by authors. 
poetry2071     kuopenyung      poet6958      dcdrifter      poetry7864  View All Poets
Newest Item: IF IN OUR LIVING AND LIFE WE DEPEND--ONLY--
IF  IN  OUR  LIVING  AND  LIFE IF---WE  DEPEND& ... More
Added: 2024-04-25  My Poetry List  PoetryPoem.com      Get a Free Site       Blogs     Stories     Premium Sites