Shiny peach polish on elegant, tapered fingers
Faint fragrance of rose mixed with Jergen’s
I loved your creamy white hands, Grandmother
I’d lay alongside you as you napped, put my fingertips next to yours
Watch the rise and fall of your chest, feel the warmth of your breath
Fall into a peaceful sleep that felt like being carried on a breeze
I’ve never felt as safe and loved as I did then
You’ve been gone so long, but I can find you whenever I want
I just put on some Jergen’s and close my eyes
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I totally love this! My grandma wore Jergens hand lotion too, and the fragrance always made me think of her through the years. It came in a square glass bottle then and she’d always let me put some on. This was in the 50’s….. Thank you, you’ve brought back pleasant memories. ❤️💕
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Ahhh, yes!! I love that smell so much…hope they never stop making it.
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Love this….scents and places both impact me greatly with good memories of loved ones past. Well spoken to capture that!
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Thank you my dear Susie!
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The smell of Jergens always makes me think of my grandmother too : )
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I love it!
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Sweet thoughts. I never knew my grandmothers, but I do recall that smell from my mom 😉
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Love that smell!!
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