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Hands

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in Poetry | 0 comments

Hands Soft, plump, smooth, and small, little Hands. Busy, touching, feeling, and moving, Inquisitive Hands Massaged, manicured, delicate, and weak, pretty Hands Large, strong, callused, and tough, working Hands Wringing, shaking, tapping, and distraught, nervous Hands. Wrinkled, aged, comforting, and kind, experienced Hands Views: 114

Waiting in Line

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in short story | 4 comments

A long line of people stretched ahead of Jess. The people in front of her seemed not to be moving, but she did not care because her mind was busy remembering her journey to get here. Had she done enough, and was she ready? Should she get out of the line and go back? The requirements to get inside this place, and then becoming one of them were strict. Jess smiled as she remembered how many mistakes she had made in her life before deciding to get into this lineup, but self-help, hard work, prayers, and determination had helped her to overcome those failures. Jess knew her most...

I Served You Well

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in Poetry | 0 comments

Ode to Old Van Vleck High 2020 I Served You Well Many students have graced my halls, giving priceless memories to my walls. Classes were taught to help you grow, I watched you learn things, you did not know. Laughter and spirit-filled my inner core, of students, teachers, and many more. My intercom brought you announcements, music, and prayer, the principals were always listening there. Through the years my structure was changed, making way for additions, but my spirit remained. Although being demolished, I did not fail. I live in your Memories, I served you well ...

Our Endless Love

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in Poetry | 2 comments

Our Endless Love My heart beats strong, although shattered and broken, my love for you will forever be spoken. Our love for each other was a gift from above, God planned our hearts to share endless love. Living without you brings so much emotion, although you surround me with your love and devotion. Heaven awaits me, where we will meet again, to share an eternal love that will never end. My eyes are dry, and I must not weep. I am strong, but I am weak. Views:...

Water To Wine

Posted by Nancy Lou Henderson in Poetry | 2 comments

Water to Wine Love begins as an empty glass, ready for each person to add loving water. The water may spill without breaking the glass, it is quality, not quantity, remember what truly matters Openly pour your water into that glass, the transparency makes love last. With love and affection, the glass will fill over time, then devotion and commitment turns the water into wine. Views: 131