"Enjoy the little things.
One day you may look back
and realize they were the big things."
Walking with my grandbaby
This morning, I plucked apples from
Scraggly trees in the orchard,
Held her high so she could pull some.
We loaded a basket and carried them inside.
We washed the red and green pomes,
Laying them to dry on a white dish towel.
Picking apples with grandma
May one day be a memory she delights in;
A little thing that became
One of the big things.
One day you may look back
and realize they were the big things."
Walking with my grandbaby
This morning, I plucked apples from
Scraggly trees in the orchard,
Held her high so she could pull some.
We loaded a basket and carried them inside.
We washed the red and green pomes,
Laying them to dry on a white dish towel.
Picking apples with grandma
May one day be a memory she delights in;
A little thing that became
One of the big things.
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