When I was young, I’d hold onto my mother’s hand,It was strong and soft, its guide a gentle demand.She held my hand as the years passed, and I’d grown,Through those years, she helped me to stand on my own. More years pass by, and it’s my husband’s hand, I now hold,A callous, strong hand, withContinue reading “My Mother’s Hand”
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Holding on Tight
Do you:Remember the sound of your baby giggling? I close my eyes to relive those days—Hugs wrapped around my neck,Quiet dreamland asleep in my arms. You were a tiny little person, Needing so much love and attention. Do you:Remember reading Goodnight Moon over and over again? We would laugh and make funny faces,Searching hard while youContinue reading “Holding on Tight”
A Finger to Hold
My heart surgeswhen you wrap your tiny hand around my finger –holding so tight and not letting go –sucking so hard to get enough milkwhile you look around with those big brown eyesthat lock onto mine –making me smile at you,which changes the shape of my eyes –and that makes you look even harder atContinue reading “A Finger to Hold”
