I took a lot of literary license with this, since there isn't any "rhyme or reason" to the meter nor any punctuation! But it is from the heart. Moms and Dads abroad understand.
Never has there ever been
And never will there be
Anything as refreshing
As the helping hand
When Hubby plays with
Baby for a spell
Or does the laundry (thrice)
I thank the heavens
Nothing is so nice
As the helping hand
Miss Neighbor smiles prettily
And in her sweetest way
Asks if she can take
Little One on Wednesday
God’s greatest creation
Is the helping hand
Memaw and Papa are nearby
Love is overflowing
August moons bring
Our second anniversary
Open arms extension
Of the helping hand
Dear friend has called
A note is parceled
The timing is blessed
Words of endearment
Encouragement flows
As the helping hand
Numerous ways and
In every season
God uses each of these
As the helping hand
And never will there be
Anything as refreshing
As the helping hand
When Hubby plays with
Baby for a spell
Or does the laundry (thrice)
I thank the heavens
Nothing is so nice
As the helping hand
Miss Neighbor smiles prettily
And in her sweetest way
Asks if she can take
Little One on Wednesday
God’s greatest creation
Is the helping hand
Memaw and Papa are nearby
Love is overflowing
August moons bring
Our second anniversary
Open arms extension
Of the helping hand
Dear friend has called
A note is parceled
The timing is blessed
Words of endearment
Encouragement flows
As the helping hand
Numerous ways and
In every season
God uses each of these
As the helping hand
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Where would we be without our family and friends who have sacrificially helped us carry the load?
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