Posts Tagged "Nancy Lou Henderson"

Hands

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Hands

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       

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I Served You Well

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I Served You Well

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      ...

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Water To Wine

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Water To Wine

Water to Wine Love is like a new empty glass, ready for each person to add loving waters. The water can spill without breaking the glass,  it is quality, not quantity, remember what 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.

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The Rainbow

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The Rainbow

The Rainbow As the rain subsides and colors fill the sky, I tell my darkness goodbye Once a silhouette in a world lost of color, now walking unwavering without umbrella cover. The wonderment of the future yet to unfold, warms my heart removing the cold. With each step, I begin to smile, knowing life is beautiful for a little while.

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Mask to Mask

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Mask to Mask

Staying home was not something Elsa wanted to do.  Accustomed to being at her office from sunup to sundown was the norm for her.  The pandemic had changed everything, and everything seemed surreal.  Elsa’s apartment was modestly decorated.  If not for an insisting girlfriend, she probably would most likely not have any furnishing, except maybe a bed and chair.  Entertaining was not a priority for Elsa.  She just needed a place to come home to shower, have a glass of wine, and get some sleep.  Things were so different at her office.  Elsa had spent tons of money decorating and making her...

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