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Homemade CardHe handed me a homemade card there was no smile upon his face shoulders slumped he left the room like he was feeling out of place I found him staring at my cards other loved ones had sent to me he said, hide mine in a drawer where no one else can see Before I could even say a word he turned and fled the room But I think I know just the thing that will end all of his gloom I placed his card inside a frame hung a blue ribbon from its side showing him it takes first place and fills my heart with pride I called him back into the room his eyes now filled with joy your card means the most you see because its from my little boy He said, I love you Mommy my card it looks just fine and I whispered, I love you to your my favorite Valentine by..Debbie/nana5 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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