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Touch Of Love Poetry
Beatitudes

Blessed are they who understand my faltering steps and shaking hands.

Blessed are they who know that my ears today must strain to catch the words they say.

Blessed are they who seem to know that my eyes are dim and my wits are slow.

Blessed are they who know the loss of strength I need to bear the cross.

Blessed are they who looked away when coffee splilled today.

Blessed are they who never say, "You've told that story twice today".

Blessed are they who make it know that I am loved, not left alone.

Blessed are they who know the ways to bring back love- ly yesterdays.

Blessed are they with a cheery smile who stop today to chat for awhile.

Blessed are they who do not grow colder as time marches on and I grow older.

Blessed are they who ease the days on my journey home in loving ways.
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