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Deep and profound were the blessings
for me
In living and growing in our large family,
For few can boast of a family so fine
of brothers and sisters and parents
like mine.
Our living was rich in wondrous ways
as we struggled and worked through our
busy days
With the planting and garnering of
God's good earth
And the cooking and sewing at our
humble hearth.
I sometimes long for those long ago
times...
With the rooster announcing the dawning
day...
With the children gleeful in happy play...
With the dishwashing singing as evening fell...
And the constant ringing of the telephone
bell...
With the friendly chatting of relatives and
friends so warmly welcomed as they
casually dropped in.
And Mother and Daddy, always so strong,
while deep in their hearts
Was a quiet, happy song for blessings
bestowed so lavish and free,
For the joy and love of our large family.
Yes, enshrined in my memory is the home
that was ours
Amid the lush green fields, the bright
growing flowers....
The burgeoning tree, the ladened vine...
and the tall corn nodding in the warm
sunshine.
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Of such is a bit of the
heritage of this family.
Thank you, Mother and Daddy
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