My Grandchildren – At play with flowers

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A small child bent and clutched a flower

She kissed its petals

Then searched for your hand

Touched with dew, the flower was wet.

You pressed its wetness to your cheek

You knew then, that there would always be 

Givers of flowers…

Written by Kate Dawes

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